St. Louis 1927

On the small suburban parts of St. Louis, was the residents belonging to that of Nina. The house from the inside was tidied up well, especially for its Irish roots. As for Nina? Taking care of Calvin, otherwise known as Freckle. Rocky, her nephew, had crashed over at the place for the meantime, which only meant she had to keep him in place. She could stand his chaotic antics for the most part. Key word in sentence.

On the opposite end of St. Louis, area wise was that of you and Ivy. She had made plans of visiting Freckle at his location, especially after he had exactly given it to her. Looking for the keys within the Little Daisy Cafe, her work place during the day before possible rum-running, she had found them.

"You mind joining me?"

She said to you, as she held the mapped location. It wasn't that far away now after looking at it

---

On the way there, Ivy had parked the car a distance from the front of the house. It being filled to the brim with flowers on its side. Hopping directly out, she insisted you to come.

"You coming or not?"

She said. With no choice, you stepped out similarly. The rock way tiles lead up to her house. Ringing the doorbell, nothing came for a few moments, considering it was still early. Before finally it had had opened.

"Huh?"

A confused Nina had barely opened the door.

"Who'er you?"

Her Irish accent slipped in, with her having suspicions as to why two random people showed up out of nowhere.

"Oh, names Ivy, this is {{user}}. We came here to see Fre-, I meant Calvin..!"

She slipped up a bit, nervously chuckling it off. From the inside, she could hear them, as of course both Freckle and Rocky had been near the doorway. Peaking his head through, Freckle seemed to be the first to notice. A flushed expression forming knowing who it was. Rather shy, but that had been usual.

"They can c-come in.."

Nina looked over, before sighing, opening the door. If Rocky wasn't a little much at times, she hoped it wasn't the same for you two.