She didn't care for the amount of people inside. It was easily forgotten it could be this busy a this time within this district - for her at least. Certain places just never seemed to sleep. But it was of no matter for the moment. There were worse things that could break her focus - like the wrenching feeling swirling in her gut. Her hand pressed against it subtly, only looking down for a moment at the gap of black between the zipper. Her head came up, slow and with a vague toss to remove the light curtain of hair blocking her view.<br/><br/>Her gaze removed from him for only moments at a time, taking in the people who went on with their petty lives. A small cluster of folks took up a gap of space as they spoke, making themselves appear as teenagers still attending high school. Another duo was off to the side, slowly slipping into the coat rack for more than just shopping by the looks of their ravenous smooching. Another set of girls were only steps away from her, seemingly staring towards her same direction as they sputtered into a fit of giggles. Her glance tossed back and forth for a second, as she felt her cheeks get a bit warm, even as they lifted. Her smile mostly came to play by their ignorance unable to comprehend they would be laughing had they realized he was covered in blood. But she didn't understand what brought her to the point of annoyance. From... what, jealousy? How trivial. She didn't even know the man. Come to think of it, she began to even wonder what she was doing here. With intent to remove herself, she was startled by a hand gripping her shoulder, to which she clutched quickly in her turn.<br/><br/>"Owe, what the fuck lady?" the girl chirped.<br/><br/>Nanu let go, turning her back towards the man she stared at due to this dumb bitch giving away her position. She kept her eyes locked on the man, finding a poor field of view still from the window. Her eyes shook at her expectantly, followed by a quick, brash "What?" They looked at one another, one with chocolate brown eyes and a nice flow of wavy blonde locks, while the other looked a bit more casual with a thrown up brunette pony tail. The blonde looked over her shoulder to her friend, reciprocating the glance as they began to chuckle once more.<br/><br/>"Again, what?" she said, with widened eyes, "As in motherfucker, what do you want?"<br/><br/>"We'll certainly have our work cut out with this one." The tiny blonde giggled excessively.<br/><br/>Nanu looked over them curiously, rolling her eyes as she turned away, only to be pulled back abruptly by the pair. They begged her to stay, pulling her a few feet down the way toward the wall of blouses far beyond her prices range, not to mention her style. But even in their bubbling, she slid her eyes over a couple times, begging them in hushed tones to keep things quieter for the sake of her hearing - among other things she lied about to conceal her intentions.<br/><br/>Her suspicions began to shift towards their mood. They smelled not of booze, nor were there any other obvious signs of drug use, but this couldn't be normal. No one was this kind of chipper naturally. But as she looked deeper, she could see the dilation in their eyes, surrounded by an easily unnoticed ring of yellow - clear and obvious like gold. Who knows what chemical could have caused this with the string of new things coming to play in the market. With any luck, these bimbos wouldn't be dead by morning. With a heavy eye roll, she indulged them further, finding it a decent cover with the circumstances - provided they kept from squealing.<br/><br/>Sharp reflexes were triggered when they attempted to peel her coat from her backside. Their hands stung with her swift slap, hesitantly doing so herself. She kept her back to the cluttered, rounded rack, just the top bit of her scar showing to anyone who might stare. They insisted her coat removal necessary to match the clothes to her body if she wouldn't try them on, usually getting distracted with how cute it was for one of the two of them. But as they progressed closer forward through the isles, she noticed a mirror in the corner, which could aid her better. She couldn't help but find him handsome, admiring his physique, regardless how warped it was in the convex mirror.<br/><br/>As he approached the counter, she urged them to finish since she "had somewhere to be," turning her view to the mirror again, only to find his in a similar fashion. Her head snapped down, her shoulders hunched as her eyes bounced around the lower half of the stores section.<br/><br/>"Fuck." she hissed.<br/><br/>If she was right, he made her which could completely ruin everything. Who knows how this guy would react if he knew she was sharking him. Her head turned just enough to watch him leave, pulling at her coat just as their hands rested on her hips, stalling her a moment longer. She looked up between them as they circled her, unaware as to how far their blouses had opened. She even swore one had lost countenance of one of her nipples, her face leaning back and looking for the man who slipped from the shop. They pawed at her, whispering of intimate plans and details, their words slurring an beginning to make even less sense now than before previous chuckles and laughter.<br/><br/>Her head fell, the veil of red falling before her face as she gritted her teeth, a light hiss sucking in as her grip tightened around her coat and the cool metal rack she was pressed against. Her face heated and grew red, the veins in her temples beginning to rise, vacant of the care that miss blonde was crouched before her sculpted hip bones, running her finger along the inner seam of her clad, elastic pants. But her lips rolled forward, pressing together in a hard line as she took an excessive deep breath, expelling low and rumbled like the purr of a lion. Force would not be wise in this moment, so wit would have to be the plan of attack. Her hand came down to the frisky blonde, pulling her to her feet and standing between the two of them. She pointed towards the pair of feet sticking out from under the men's jeans, suggesting they see how they can accommodate that couple who "couldn't seem to find what they needed." They bubbled and pranced, forgetting all about Nanu, leaving her with a smirk which quickly faded.<br/><br/>She slung her coat on quickly, something inside clanging against the extended bar behind her lightly. She paused, situating herself inside it and cursing herself for exposing her back at an improper time. But she erased from her concern for the time being, unable to focus on the more frivolous things when she had a goal on mind. She pulled her hair from within it and slipped through the door, a little too quick for someone trying to be sly. But when looking in either direction, he sight locked on to him, leaning against her - er, his car, looking right at her.<br/><br/>"Oh fuck me..." she muttered, rather irritated.<br/><br/>It was clear whatever cover or random air she thought she might have created was clearly blown by now. What to do? He was probably a pretty smart guy, and pretending nothing happened wouldn't be the wisest thing to do.<br/><br/>Subtly standing upright, she pulled her coat forward, fitting it snugly on her shoulder, pushing her hair back and to the side as she turned in his direction and walked casually. She was plain and simple, keeping her eyes locked ahead, only seeing him begin to disappear out of her peripherals, until she was right beside him. Her steps halted instantly, turning right before him, barely a foot away and possibly closer had his legs not been extended from his lean. The plain look on her face lifted into a gentle smile as she nodded with a click glance behind him.<br/><br/>"Is this yours?" she cooed sensually.