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Four months later

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Four months later...

Wandering down the streets of London were Sabrina and Aaliyah. Work belts wrapped around their waists, their rapiers pointed at their sides. They had just returned from their latest case, which had been easy enough, although they had been slightly scuffed throughout the process. Once they had contained the source, they were able to receive their payment and be on their way, out into the streets and on their way home.

They were so exhausted and delirious that everything was funny — it was that point of a night where they could not decipher between humour and stupidity. It was silent on the streets, their loud laughter echoing as they bumped into each other. As it had been past curfew, there was nobody out on the streets which meant nobody was disturbed by the two teenagers who were unable to catch their breath from the unfunny joke that Sabrina had just made.

𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐄 143 ꨄ 𝗟𝗼𝗰𝗸𝘄𝗼𝗼𝗱Dove le storie prendono vita. Scoprilo ora