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ON GOING
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I would like to go... Back to the old house...
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I've been waiting, I was born waiting...
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IN WHICH
Everything has changed, so all they want to do is go back to the simpler times.
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Vi x OC
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Brandy's POV~
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We walk across a long balcony that looks down upon the Last Drop. Loud and obnoxious music could be heard through it's doors and heavy set bouncers were pushing drunkards away.
Me and Vi look down at the bar with contorted faces, this wasn't right. How could it change so much?
Caitlyn stares down at it over our shoulders. "Well, that place does look like it has bodies buried in its basement."
We frown and Vi grips at the railing. She sighs and pushes herself from it.
"You don't know anything."
The two of us walk past Caitlyn and barge our shoulders into hers before we link arms and continue walking.
Down the alleys and down one final staircase to the door we are looking for. The same symbol from the note is on the door and we knock. A hatch on the door opens and we nod at the man who is looking through. He groans before opening the door and I can hear a woman laugh wickedly.
"The one place all the secrets are spilled." Vi states and I laugh softly, l know Caitlyn has never been within ten miles from a place like this. But she wants intell and she'll get it here if anywhere.
We walk through the pink set hallways in the direction of the owner of the business. There is suggestive chatter and seductive giggles that can be heard from any room you look into.
As we pass one room, we look into it, seeing a woman and an androgynous person sat comfortably on a couch smoking what looked to be shimmer.
"How exactly do you propose we go about this?"
Someone walks past us before Vi turns around to state what we thought was the obvious.
