#muse:reina

[nolongeradoormat]

@gaddagetdown found the ever moving artist

“P... pardon the intrusion.” Claire squirmed a little, trying to choose her next words carefully. She’d heard about another chosen child in New York, and was excited to meet them- and well.

“Are you Wallace? TK told me about you.” As this was said, a small yellow fox popped out of her backpack.

“It’s nice to meet another chosen child.” She said in a voice surprisingly calm for an in training.