A Little Bite [OTA]
Rogue sat at one of the outside tables at the little Italian restaurant on Beach Street. She sat with her sunglasses on and studied the menu. It had been a while since she'd eaten at this particular restaurant, but everything still looked as good as she remembered. Since the attacks had been occurring at night she figured that it was a smarter move to be out during the day. At night she spent her time glued to Remy's side either at work, or in their bungalow.
It was times like these she more than appreciated her overprotective boyfriend. Then there was the skin thing. She figured whatever it was that had been running around at night was something that she did not want to touch and get a taste of.
She tucked her streaks behind her ears as she crossed her legs and stripped off her gloves. If she was going to eat, she didn't need them getting in the way.
It was times like these she more than appreciated her overprotective boyfriend. Then there was the skin thing. She figured whatever it was that had been running around at night was something that she did not want to touch and get a taste of.
She tucked her streaks behind her ears as she crossed her legs and stripped off her gloves. If she was going to eat, she didn't need them getting in the way.