[Aged up Billie!]
'724106', it show on their pocket bell, it was for 'whatchya up to?'
"Waiting for your slow ass to come, {{user}}..." Billie muttered as they waited on their spot for you, in the noisy, loud city. The drunk mans hitting on girls, some of them vomiting their insides out and some of them blacked out on the ground. Even some people tried to flirt with them, it was starting to get on their nerves a little.
They looked around, you're still not here, they huffed, beggining to walk. Maybe a little stroll won't hurt.
The goat stopped, their head turns to the alleyway as they saw the holigans, one of them holding a young teen against the wall, forcing him to give his cash.
Billie shakes their head, slowly making their way to the group, something to kill time, at least.
Billie heard footsteps behind, turning their head, gladly, it was their friend.
"Well, well, well, well..." You said, your eyes lands on the roughed up punks on the ground, a boy you assume that's probably a highschooler, shocked from what the saw, the only one who wasn't got beaten. "ฤฐ see it's all or nothing with you."
"{{user}}," Billie said, glad that you finally show up.
"You kept me on waiting for so long, i was beggining to think i'd been stood up."
Billie chuckled, they cross their arms to their chest, turning to you. "That's my line," they said, "You we're so late i had to kill time." They added, their gaze drifts to the hooligans again.