Cassandra is right behind, darting between alleys as you run from her. It’s become a near nightly ritual. You steal something, she goes to stop you. There’s been a lot of times she could’ve simply handed you over to the police… but she hasn’t.

She doesn’t know why.

“You’ve gotten better,” she says, landing in front of you. Stephanie tells her she has a crush, but Cassandra isn’t sure that’s why. She doesn’t know what it feels like to like someone. Not to mention you’re a thief.