#teableeds

Resi's head turned towards the door as Cait strolled in and smiled softly. "Wow, don't you look amazing?" Resi remarks as she gets up and makes her way over to the other woman. Resi was happy that someone came and that it was someone she liked. She embraced the other brunette in a hug. "Thank you for coming!." she beams pulling away. "Come and sit down. I"'ll make you a cocktail?" she gestured as she pointed towards the lounge before trotting off to the kitchen to get the drinks.

West Berlin 1950

A young girl, who appeared about 7 (but who was actually only 5), wandered the streets, looking frantically about. She was visibly lost, but no one seemed bothered enough to help her. She was looking for just one, just one familiar landmark or street to find her way home, and yet she couldn't spot any.

Stupid Viktor! she thought. She never should have listened to that brother of hers. He'd dared her to go to the forbidden side for a whole hour, and now she couldn't find her way back. What if she was lost forever and starved to death over here? What if they had to send soldiers to find her, and then she got in trouble for that? Worst of all...what if an American got a hold of her and tortured her? What if--

Sunday was beginning to be one of his more productive days, which is saying something when comparing it to the middle of the week. He was a busy man, dealing with regulars, and irregulars, and one time referrals. It certainly was a tall order, but he felt like he could definitely handle the workload. College was hell, this was nowhere near the stress load of that place.

Still, waking up at 6am is getting old real fast, but he wouldn’t ask to change his first appointment since it seems to work for his earlier client. A way to cope with it would be to just not sleep, which is currently working just fine.

He suppressed a yawn as he glanced at his phone, the only thing able to tell time in his office. There was still ten minutes before his next and newest client to arrive. 

Catalina Montgomery Jones.

All Connor knew was that she had been referred by another client to him, so he could already assume just what she was. He busied himself with considering the name, wondering if he could place her anywhere from it alone, since many of the Nations had that one give away. With forcing the gears in his head to turn and grind, the only thing that came to mind was American. He didn’t dare get his hopes up from that.

By the time 8am came, his phone chimed with an alarm which was promptly shut off. Connor raised from his seat, crossed the room, and opened the door with a friendly smile on his face.

        If you agree, I’ll make you one.