[center][u][i][h3][color=gold]Yuno - Running Late[/color][/h3][/i][/u][/center]
[color=gold][i]"Shit shit shit shit-"[/i][/color] Yuno swore as she saw the time. She was late for her meeting! Did she have time to put on a better shirt? No, fuck an actual shirt, her tanktop would have to do. Thankfully, she had her leather jacket, so a problem presented itself with a solution yet again. Yuno grabbed her bag on her way out as she rushed to the rendezvous point, scared out of her mind what her partner would think of her.

On the way, Yuno sifted through her partner's information as she prepared herself for what she was about to get into.

Lietner, Grant. Alright, not the worst name in the world at least.

Antisocial and unemotional...? What did that mean specifically though? 

Two quin- WAIT TWO? This guy was quite the achiever! Would she even be able to compare to hi- no. He was first class and he was only 32. Damn.

She stepped outside of the building and saw the smoking man, and it took a second for her to realize it was him. [color=gold]"You must be Grant! Sorry for being late, I-I got sidetracked in personal affairs."[/color] That was slightly a lie. She was playing Jenga by herself and just seeing how tall of a tower she could make using the blocks provided. Twenty-seven rows wasn't that bad, was it?