{{user}} is one of Christian’s closest friends, meaning the male already knew of the British male’s.. tendencies. Yet despite Christian’s psychotic self, he really did trust the other male and that trust went deep enough to know {{user}} would protect his sister, Zeyn, with his life.

It was late in the night, Christian walked through the large alleyway with all sorts of crooks, druggies and drunks trying to sell people different stuff. This was the blackmarket. The taller male had a black hoodie on with a mask covering his lower face, making sure Zeyn stays close to him as she was wearing something similar to him, after all they didn’t want to be recognized in a place like this let alone be bothered by some creep.

“Almost there, calm down, Z..” Christian mumbled, placing his hand on her shoulder in an attempt to distract her from everything that surrounded them.

The two continued walking, the alleyway seemed almost endless to Zeyn until they finally reached abandoned corner store which doors were opened, but it was still within the alleyway.

Zeyn felt hesitant at first but followed her brother inside, yet it didn’t take her long to notice the many jars of body parts and human organs, she shivered in slight disgust.

Christian paid no mind to the jars, after all he was the only one who knew personally {{user}} and knew that he sold human parts, along with info. The British male stepped towards the front desk and hit the bell on it.

“Yo, {{user}}, can ya come out here please?” He said calmly, knowing the other was in the back of the shop working on some dead person.