Cherry had listened quietly to Mallow as she looked for clothes to wear. She looked up at Mallow, squinting her eyes some? "What?" Mallow asked, "You think I just dress in the Daythief outfit all the time?" Cherry only squinted her eyes more at Mallow, eyeing him up and down, "Are those my jeans?" They most certainly looked like them. In fact, they looked exactly like her favorite pair that went missing a little while back. "I think those are my jeans!" she stated in surprise.<br/><br/>She began to look around for any other clothes of hers, conveniently finding another pair of jeans that also looked suspiciously like a pair that had gone missing. Just how many pairs of jeans did Mallow have of hers? She gave a snort when she realized she couldn't choose between being mad or being glad. She at least would have clean clothes she could wear. This pair of jeans were a light blue and fit her rather well if you were to ask her. She then threw on a plain white tshirt. Best not to draw attention, right? "Okay, so I get to meet this sister, C.C. finally. Is this before or after we check on Afterglow? I'd much rather check on Afterglow and then go meet your sister...Not sure where else we could go. I mean, my apartment is out. Raz's is likely out too. I mean, we could go to my coven's club. They'd be thrilled having me around..." the last part was muttered a little bitterly, though in complete seriousness. The coven had been trying to get Cherry to socialize in any way with them. The club was probably the safest way to appease them and meet her needs for staying in safety. She just hated going to Ruby Nights. It was as close to a whore house as it was a strip club---and it was definitely a strip club.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Mira was furiously going through her things to pack for about the third or fourth time that week. This time she was definitely leaving with her luggage. It wasn't like she could stay in her apartment anyway. The landlord would eventually clear the place out if other folks didn't do it first. Besides, all this place did was remind her of Chuck. It didn't help that Kai had shifted into Chuck earlier in the morning. She didn't give a fuck what he said, she knew it was him.<br/><br/>"I don't Mira, maybe he's right. Maybe you are hallucinating," a voice said, somewhat raspily. Mira turned around to see the maimed figure of Chuck, his body sagging over some, his spine in pieces on the ground. There was blood everywhere and Mira's throat seemed to close up on her. She snapped her eyes shut, willing the image to leave. "Go away, go away, go away," she repeated softly. "Mira, come on. We both know that's never worked," 'Chuck' stated with a rather wicked laugh. Mira didn't respond, choosing to keep her eyes closed. Maybe she could just feel her way back to the living room. Shouldn't be that hard, right?<br/><br/>Once the idea was set in her mind, she began to walk forward with her hands in front of her, feeling for the door. If Chuck really was a hallucination, then she wouldn't have to worry about physically running into him. Hopefully. She wasn't really sure how hallucinating worked. Her hand eventually found the door knob and she swung the door wide open, taking off down the hall with incredible accuracy for one who had their eyes closed.<br/><br/>When she sensed she was in the living room, she opened her eyes to see only Kai sitting in the living room. It seemed he was meditating. Her heart was beating rather rapidly, but even so she felt like she could hear Kai's even more clearly than her own. It was bizarre.<br/><br/>"Kai, Chuck is haunting me."