[Color=RosyBrown][h1][center]Reyna Smith[/center][/h1][/color]

Reyna nearly fell straight on her ass when the boy kickd at her shins, but she kept what little composure she had. She liked his attitude but felt like his nonchalant act was a little bullshit. Nobody in this town has been so relaxed since Olivia was murdered. 

[i]"Shouldn't you be in daycare or prison or somethin'?"[/i]

Reyna scuffed and began following him inside. "I got community service for my last offense, thanks." 24 whole hours of it. She was considering forging a document or bribing somebody, but she couldn't risk giving out the money. "Aren't you supposed to be at uh--a Yu-Gi-Oh convention or something?" She really knew nothing about vape culture, but she just assumed they were all grown up hipsters that were secretly weaboos. She pushed past Sawyer and started down an aisle, the clerk glaring at her. She hadn't hit Dixie Thrift yet, and no initial plan to, but the way the employee was looking at her made her feel like she had to prove her delinquency. Reyna looked back at Sawyer. "Feel like doing something fun today or nah?" She asked with a suggestive wink.