Barrow Fields Head to the future

The anger from the laughter lasts but a second, turning into embarrassment pretty quickly that leads to an awkward chuckle. “Um, yeah. Two of ‘em,” she explains, “and it wouldn’t be s’bad if this dumbass didn’t start to like, run right at me!” It had been a surprise and she still hadn’t figured it out. “He didn’t even move. He just fuckin’ crashed into me,” Nox adds. She’d already admitted to having her ass kicked by a bird (two birds, thank you very much), so she might as well finish the whole story. It’s not like she’d see her again.