Relieved, she pulled back away from him, pulling out her phone to type in little notes about what he had told her to look for. She tried to maintain focus on his mask as well, but just after she finished tapping, his mask flashed "nice doing business with u! ^ ^!!" and he was gone. Sighing, Gaela shoved the phone back into her bag, running her hands through her hair.

It was like diving headfirst into a cold, running river, and she couldn't swim. A bad feeling was starting to brew in her stomach, but she ignored it and assumed it was the nausea building up from the unborn child stirring in her womb. Groaning, she placed her head on the table, but suddenly remembering that she was in a public establishment she pulled herself up quickly.

She had ordered some water a while ago, and she was [i]so[/i] close to ordering herself a glass of rum and coke. But she knew she couldn't break her 2 year streak just yet. Gaela was starting to feel a little anxious being in here by herself, so after a few minutes of sipping at her water, she picked up her things and stood outside. The breeze was starting to pick up, and it was getting late. At this time of night, and with all the murders going on, she definitely wasn't interested in walking home in the dark for almost an hour.

There weren't any taxis nearby, and the nearest Lyft was 20 minutes away, and just when she was going to pull out her wallet to check if she had any money for the ride, she realized she had used the last of it for her drinks in the bar. Cursing, she ran her fingers through her hair, then moved her hands to hold her jacket closer to her body. Well, if she hurried home, she would [i]hopefully[/i] not get into too much trouble.

(bluhbl uh bulhuhluhlihb im s orryu im lazy and tired this is trash :\.)