Late post
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Mickey-Quinn
Mickey stood stunned as the woman and her companion walked away calmly. Chills ran down her back when she realized how much Raina would be mad at her, after all she had worked hard to gather all that. The breeze ran on Mickey's skin giving her a chill once again. She began to grow worried of the absence of her friend, was she hurt? Mickey shook the thoughts out of her mind and walked towards the building. Her footsteps ringed through the emptiness of the evening. She kicked rubble away with every weak step she took. Once she reached the lobby of the hotel Mickey paused and sighed. But, continuing towards their room, Mickey started to pick up the pace.
Mickey twisted the dull brass doorknob. The surface felt warm against her hand, it had been sitting in the sun for very long. The door swung open with a odd sound. Mickey stepped in and shuffled over to the bed. It lay still and quiet, until she flopped onto it and curled up. Mickey closed her drowsy eyes and waited for sleep.
Raina
The two before her stood with guns pointed at each other. Raina knew they meant no harm to each other, but were just joking. She sat rather idly while it went down, fiddling with the polished blade of her knife. Raina hummed a song and fixed her hair by pulling it back into a neat pony tail. "Well girls, I should be off.." Raina spoke with a bored tone to her voice, she gave a yawn. She walked over to the german shepard and gave him a little pet on his head. Her feet soon took her to the exit of the alley and she headed in the direction of the hotel. The air had a cold shard to it, jacket weather. Raina hummed a song while she made her way.
When she returned to the room, her friend was curled up on the bed and asleep. She took a set of blankets and tossed them over Mickey. She flinched but soon returned to her calm self. Raina got in the bed herself and lied on the bed, sighing. She turned over to her side and closed her eyes.