Morningside Cuesta i want tomorrow to mean more than today

Amalia was not expecting him to move so close, but he was still respectful she supposed. So she could handle that. Void had soured her optimistic view of others in a sense, and now she was not as certain everyone was kind or willing to be kind. Most of the time they wanted something.

Hello Briggs. She offered him a smile. I'm Amalia.

Mind raced to the wolves she had met, what did he mean. The kind of people came through here? Most were kind or at least decent weren't they. She chuckled quietly.

Is that so? And what makes me so different. Mr. Briggs.