@Spider-man
"Yeah yeah yeah I'm just going to my room," She said swaying slightly as she took a step forward. She looked like she was about to fall over. She glanced at Ryan. "You new?"
"Yeah yeah yeah I'm just going to my room," She said swaying slightly as she took a step forward. She looked like she was about to fall over. She glanced at Ryan. "You new?"
Ryan quickly stepped forward, grabbing the girl’s shoulder to help steady her. She gently receded, holding out a hand instead, in case Cat wanted someone to help.
“Relatively new,” Ry replied, glancing down to her own hand. It was littered with small rough patches and scars from working at the construction site a few blocks away. It payed good, and it wasn’t hard. Besides the gang, it was the majority of the money she received.
She nodded and took her hand leaning on her slightly. Her hands where smoother but not by much. She walked forward and out of the garage door taking Ryan along with her. “Hmm that’s good.
“Why’s that?” Ryan asked, although her voice held no fluctuation of question. She let herself get tugged along, not bothering to walk her own path at all.
Cat shrugged. “I like new people. I know like everything about the others. I get to figure you out from scrap,” she said leaning on her.
Ryan just nodded, her heavier boots clicking on the floor of the house. She briefly looked to Cat, then back down to see where she was being led.
Cat led them both upstairs. She walked into the first bedroom to the left. It was fairly big with a bed in the corner and a tv. A duffel bag was thrown onto the bed and almost everything was bare.
Ryan stood in the doorway, letting go of the girl’s hand as she entered. She leaned an arm on the doorframe, watching silently as Cat stumbled in, and turning to leave and sit outside, as to preserve privacy.
Cat rolled her eyes and walked to the window. Stumbling around slightly. It was locked with a child lock. She knew how to pick it but she won’t be blue to until she’s sober. She fell onto her bed. Her shoes and everything still on. She even left the door open.
Ryan turned, moving from the doorway and leaning up against the wall. She let her head drift forward, her arms crossed and her eyes closed. Despite the relaxed position, she kept on high alert, trying to hear or feel any attempt at an escape.
Cat fell asleep pretty fast she curled up into a ball and passed out. Her expression relaxed and calm. (Time skip like an hour ok with you?)
(Sure)
Ryan waited outside the door, uncannily still. She moved none, never dozing off either. Although she did keep her eyes closed, arms crossed, and the same stance. It wasn’t until about an hour later she leaned over, looking to see if Cat was still there.
Cat slowly woke up around the same time. She had a pounding headache. And groaned slightly as she stayed laying down.
“Good afternoon,” Ryan said nonchalantly, holding a hand against the door frame. Based on the reaction to waking up, she figured Cat probably didn’t feel any better than before.
Cat opened her eyes to look at her. “You’re Umm something that begins with R. I don’t know hot new girl right?” She mumbled sitting up. She remembered Ryan’s name. She remembered most of earlier. Well at least after coming back to the house. Before that was a bit of a blur.
Ryan instinctively tilted her head. Hot? She’d never head that word used to describe herself before.
She nodded, keeping her arms crossed before her.
Cat smirked slightly. It wasn’t really the response she wanted but she clearly affected her slightly. She walked into her en-suite bathroom. She downed some painkillers and pursued her teeth.
Ryan gave a sort of noticeable sigh. She didn’t necessarily want to be here making small talk with the gang leader’s little sister. Anything she said could come back around to bite her— or anything she didn’t say. She was walking a sort of tightrope, one that she didn’t want to be on at all. So she just stayed still and where she was. She’d follow orders of keeping an eye on the girl, and nothing more.
Cat leaned on the bathroom door. She smirked and looked Ryan over. "Soooo guess you're stuck with the most important job of babysitter," She teased laughing to herself slightly.
“Yes,” Ryan replied, monotone. She normally would have just left it at that, but her curiosity was piqued. “Does Alex normally have people watch you?”
Cats smirk weakened slightly at the mention of her brother but she nodded. “Yep. They are usually a little less serious about it though,” she admits studying Ryan’s face. that is until I run off
“Why does he do that?” she asked, tilting her head slightly. “Have people watch you?”
She could give a guess, but would rather hear it from the source. Based on Alex having to ask her to “babysit,” she assumed that Cat was a troublemaker of sorts.
Cat shrugged. “I don’t like it here and For some reason the ass doesn’t want me leaving,” she said smiling. “My turn for a question why are you here? Working for a gang. You look smart enough not to get stuck here.”
“It pays,” she mumbled, not necessarily closed off, just not used to giving information. “And it’s decently easy. Not to mention, they wanted me. It was an offer I didn’t mind taking.”
Ryan shifted the weight on her feet, keeping her eyes attuned to Cat.
Cat raised an eyebrow. “Hmm sounds interesting. So want to go eat something before I make my next dating ex cape,” she joked.
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