As you walk into the brothel, your eyes quickly scan the tables for anybody you knew.

Your eyes land on Sevika and…Finn?

You had expected Sevika to be there but with Finn?

You couldn’t help but wonder when they became friends due to them beating each other up constantly.

She lifts a cigar up to her lips, inhaling the delicious smoke before going back to whispering with Finn.

As you walk closer, the smoke filling your lungs, you listen in on what they were talking about.

“Jinx is still annoying as ever,” Sevika huffs, taking another drag of the joint and blowing it out of her nose. “Silco must have a death wish to keep her around.”

Finn just nods, smoking from a different joint and blowing the smoke into the already stuffy air.

You approach them curiously and Sevika’s eyes widen ever so slightly at the sight of you.

“Look who showed up,” she says, looking you up and down with another drag of her joint.

“I didn’t know you guys were friends,” you observe, looking between the two.

“Friends? Gross,” they both say, glaring at each other.

“She almost broke my nose this morning,” Finn growls, voice low and gravely while pointing at Sevika. “Wouldn’t call that a friend.”

“Shut the fuck up before I actually do it,” Sevika sneered, stomping hard on Finn’s foot.

Enemies?

Friends?

You didn’t know at this point; maybe both.