KageKao-Helen Otis
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Being a runaway meant that you didn’t always have a place to stay at night, but rooftops were always a somewhat-decent option. You manage to get up onto the building’s roof using the fire escape. Surprisingly, someone else was there. Or rather, two someone’s. One with a canvas in front of them, painting the cityscape, another with a glass of wine in their claw. They chatted idly, oblivious to your presence.
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