Once i saw another red head, i wanted to turn around and ditch this place. Why hasn't Leon called for me yet!!! I shook my head as he studied me. I was forming quite the little group. But i don't think they exactly liked me. I smiled at this thought. Good. Im not here to make friends.
"What your name, love?" British? hehe, that would be funny. Someone from the group whispered something to him. Thanks to Leon, my hearing was better than average so i could hear someone introuducting me. At least i wouldn't have to do that again. "How did you get here?" He asked.
Uhhh...how was i supposed to answer that. Oh i just woke up after being trapped in a tiny room for the last 15 years! Fascinating right?
"Why do you want to know? I don't even know a thing about you just that you have red hair and an accent."
"Thats something right." He countered.
I smiled. I liked this guy. He looked carefree but i could tell he was complicated on the inside. "Leon brought me here." i said truthfully. "Im just taking a look at the place."
He was a closed book. I couldn't read his expression. "Ah then, let me tell you some things you might need to know."