Josey followed along having second thoughts about the whole thing. He wanted to turn around and go through the door to try possibly catching the barefoot girl. Or at least have all his desires..... why am I here ? ; he thought to himself.... just turn around and go back.<br/><br/>The new chick Cassy seemed nice enough. (<a class="username" data-user-id="6169" data-username="@Purplefairydust" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6169/">@Purplefairydust</a>) and so did the others. (<a class="username" data-user-id="2453" data-username="@Zulma" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/2453/">@Zulma</a>)(<a class="username" data-user-id="5411" data-username="@Chartreux" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/5411/">@Chartreux</a>). I guess I’ll see what’s up there one way or another.<br/><br/>Cassie made a lot of sense about not mentioning living on the street. Most people couldn’t understand , but it wasn’t really always like that. Josey really didn’t care what anyone thought.  Every one was an Individual.  Some good some bad.<br/><br/>“ come on Cassie let’s go. Just be careful ok”