Little brother found his way Who: Renard and Remy When: 11 P.M. Where: Their aunt's home
R.W. had spent a long ass time on the bus and once he to the station, he then had a lovely little cab ride with a large cabbie that smelled like raw fish and peppermint sticks. It was a nasty combination and he wasn't even sure how he managed to get through the entire ride to the town where he would find his sister. Pulling up at the house, he checked his watch and realized how late it was. At least it wasn't after midnight. That was something going for him. He wondered if his aunt would be sleeping. If Remy would. Part of him really didn't care. He just wanted to see her.
And to yell at her, but that was beside the point.
He wasn't sure what he was supposed to say to her, but either way he climbed out of the cab and paid the driver. Walking up to the house, suitcase in hand, he pushed his hair out of his face and made his way to the front door. He had to have stood there for a good ten minutes before he got up the nerve to lift his hand to knock. Even after the sound flicked around him in the silence of the night, he thought about just running away from the door. He didn't get a chance to however, the opening of the door caught him before he could take a step.