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Location: Charles’s home
Time: Day 3, About 5:00 am

Up since 4:00 in the morning would make anyone more tired than they should be. Yet at the moment the ex-gangster was full nothing but energy. If the guy was running with anyone they might have assumed that it was due to being out of the house but this wasn’t it at all. This was because of Emma. Their nightly activities helped clear his the forming nightmares inside his mind. Perhaps bringing her breakfast as a form of thank you would be a great idea.

He jogged a few more inches and stopped. Something wasn’t quite feeling right around this area. As if wondering eyes were watching every step. The guy scanned the area, finding nothing in return. Paranoia seemed to be setting inside his mind which was never a good sign. Yes, it,s been years since the young man had felt this making turning back so much better. His body shifted back towards his home and jogged that way. One inside he showed and dress.

Killian had chosen a simple black t-shirt and a pair of jeans to add that normal flare. His sneakers was just the normal bright orange, perfect for walking in the dark type thing. The guy placed some homemade breakfast burritos and bacon  in the fridge, some fresh coffee going for Charles who might be up by now, as well as the two human’s breakfast which was inside a lunch box. He left a note telling Charles he was picking up a friend for school and they would meet him in class. With this done the man began to the long walk to her home.

When the human got there he was caught by surprised by a dog barking. Though when she opened the door he lifted the bag with a goofy grin. [color=#FFDAB9]” Delivery for a Miss Emma. A charming young man asked me to bring you this lovely meal though if I were you I would perhaps kick his ass for such a cheesy move.”[/color]