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Shilo Wallace's destiny is not up to her genes (mistakendestiny) wrote in wariscoming,

Returning the smile, Shilo gave a small nod and started to lead the two out of the McDonalds. She didn't pay much attention to the looks they were getting. She didn't pay attention to the age gap or anything. She just knew that Graverobber was really one of the only people she could trust here. He was from her world and he wasn't a vindictive bitch like Amber. Like hell would Shilo ever trust her. Not by a long shot. From what she knew of the ever changing heiress, Amber just looked out for herself. Then again, most everyone did, but Amber would sacrifice others to get what she wanted and not let them go about their way.

Once out of the restaurant, Shilo led the way down the street but things were looking the same. Which was bad. Because it meant that she was going to get them lost. No! Don't think that way! You'll be fine! At least that was a theory. After a few wrong turns, Shilo found herself in an alleyway with Graverobber.

"This doesn't look right... Don't worry, I'll get us back though." Famous last words. Or something. Starting to head out of the alley, Shilo yelped as someone suddenly came into her view, blocking her path.

"E..excuse us, we were just leaving."

"I don't think so."

"What?" Feeling a hand on her, Shilo tensed, unsure of what was going on.

"You look like you're fun. Why don't you ditch this loser and come to my place."

"N...No thank you."

"That wasn't a request."

Feeling the hand on her tighten, Shilo struggled, trying to kick her way free.