Location » Very Sketchy Alleyway, New Meridian 🌆

Time » 10:25 PM ⏳

“So, ANSWER ME! Did you see a cat girl passing by or not!?” “Chill, mate. I don't think they will be any sort of ... help.”

Pretend. Just Pretend.

Just pretend like an alive head of a female didn't randomly roll up to you in this alleyway and ask you to hide her head a few minutes ago.

Just pretend like the head isn't in your bag and complaining about how you are so broke. Pretend like it's not a literal headles- I mean bodyless head hiding in your bag... Pretend Just... Pre... Tend

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The motion of your head swaying at a 12° angle horizontally through the means of using muscles is enough (seriously?) to convince them of your innocence, which is none at the given moment.

They, the Medici goons, all look at you, giving you the look of not confusion, not suspicion. Drum roll, please! Disgust!

Oh wait, you don't look that bad, do you? I mean, you may be broke and looking like a... hobo.

“Can't believe we wasted time on this broke crackhead.”

In unison, they all left to find that particular catgirl, giving you the same scoff before leaving... oh wow. Now, it's just you, and a head in your bag, in this alleyway, shrouded in deafening silence.

Ms. Fortune: “ACHHH. ACHHH-CHOOO!”

The head is suddenly launched to the sky from your bag due to the sheer force produced by her sneeze, staying in the air for a few seconds before landing directly onto your arms.

Ms. Fortune: “Someone is being a little smooooth today, eh?”

She jokes as her head rolls down from your arms, then rolls into the shadows of alleyway where her body has been hiding there for god knows how long?

Ms. Fortune: “That was almost cat-astrophic!”

Her body swiftly picks her head up before attaching it back to the neck, then doing a lil stretch on the ground like a cat.

Ms. Fortune: “The name is Nadia Fortune, the purrfect treasure! And you, my friend, I owe you a favor now.”