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Sora stared at the roll of money with a hopeful eye, unrolling the wad slowly with a childish giddiness. The somewhat quiet thumps that came from the bass of music being played elsewhere seemed to add to the girl's excitement as she pulled her knees up to her chin and tried her hardest not to crease the decorative pieces of paper that cost so much anymore then she already had. Unknown to her, however, someone was lurking out the shadows, in plain sight, ready to pounce on her currently vulnerable state. Her eyes had been too fixated on the money that it blocked out all sights.

[color=silver][b]"Aye, little sis, you ready to go or what?"[/b][/color] Luckily for her, a man of obvious wealth had called out to hear, causing said girl to look at him with a wide expression. The cold look on his face betrayed his words for a second before quickly evening out for her sake. What was this man talking about? Was it some some sort of joke? Sora furrowed her brows before following the silver haired man's gaze over the man that was only a few feet away from her. Such a sudden appearance for her caused the girl to jump in surprise before quickly gathering her things hurrying over to the side of the wealthier man.

[color=#CCB1D3][b]"...Y-Yes..."[/b][/color] She stuttered, following in the act. She wanted to grab onto the handsome man in fear that the dirty man would try to chase her, but she didn't want to get his clothes dirty despite him helping her out. But the big question still stood...why was he helping her in the first place?