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As the cool breeze hit the nape of Jade’s neck, she started to shiver and regret not wearing something more conservative. With just [url=https://i.imgur.com/857qNiw.jpg]a mid-thigh-high black dress, boots that came just above her knees[/url], her usual [url=https://i.imgur.com/LbD9Hd2.jpg]leather jacket[/url] that has become synonymous with Jade’s “look”, and [url=https://i.imgur.com/4M296o4.jpg]a witch’s hat[/url] to complete the impromptu witch she dressed up as for her shift, she knew she’d regret it. She just didn’t think it would be so goddamn cold tonight.

But just put that on the list of things that Jade didn’t anticipate tonight.

It’s true, she didn’t think tonight would be as full of surprises. When she came into work around 8, she did so with the mindset she always had whenever she went to work: it’s just a normal day and nthing out of the ordinary was going to happen. There might be a few guys at Edge who might get handsy. It was the Southside, after all. Jade had come to accept that there were people among the Southside who still didn’t respect boundaries just as they should know that if you invade her personal space, she won’t hesitate to invade [i]theirs[/i].

But again, that was just how it was for her. Rey Rey might protect her per the Serpent and Fallen Angels brotherhood-esque bond, but that didn’t extend for everyone else who thought Jade was easy. She could be if she liked you enough, but when it came to those random strangers who saw her hand them drinks versus dancing around a pole, she maintained some professionalism with them only if they respected her enough to not touch what they didn’t earn.

Usually, that [i]would[/i] be the extent of her day, but something more happened. After she knocked a few front teeth of some guy aptly named Bad Luck Rick, Jade began seeing...things. Maybe it was her fucked up sleeping schedule that was to blame. She recalled seeing flashes of people she knew to be dead. Old clients of hers that she mourned. Angels that she grew up with who died because of the life. She saw them at the club, raising a hand to them.

And as she found herself coming to a stop at a crosswalk, the chills that went up her spine at the moment was almost as intense as when she first saw those familiar faces. She didn’t know what the hell was going on nor if what she saw was even there. It’s also true that Jade had been relying on psychedelic drugs a lot lately. She kept having dreams about Charlie. They weren’t exactly [i]meaningful[/i] dreams. Well, it was Charlie, so perhaps they were always meaningful. She always had dreams about Charlie. 

God, how she missed Charlie. He’s been on her mind a lot lately. Even before tonight. Even before she thought she saw people from her past who were no longer alive. She has been thinking about him in the same way she’d imagine old people look back on their lives and think about their regrets. She had plenty of regrets when it came to the one person she felt she had let down the most.

And if there was anyone who could relate it was…

[color=e62020]“Poppy?”[/color]

Speak of her soul sister and she shall appear.

Yet, it didn’t seem like she noticed when Jade waved at her.

[color=e62020]“Wait, where is she going?”[/color] Jade questioned as if anyone else could hear her. [color=e62020]“Poppy!”[/color] She called out, yet her sister couldn’t hear her. 

As she watched Poppy move away from where Jade saw her, she decided, at that moment, that if she couldn’t get her sister’s attention, she would do the only logical thing that anyone in her position would do.

She followed her banana-cap wearing sister.[/indent][/indent][/color]