A soft sigh sounded through the talkative air as a young 16 year old girl plopped down in an empty booth
Unfortunately for Meric, Sakura is a very light sleeper. Her crimson eyes snapped open and she clutched her katana tightly as he tried to pull it from her.
"Who are you and why are you here."
She said as more of a command feeling the knife being pulled a bit closer as he tried to pry it from her hands.
"Trying to get me in my sleep? Not very honorable,"
Mumbling, she clutched her sword tightly and reached one hand under a pillow, retrieving her gun she always placed there every night incase of something like this. She whipped it out and placed it against the mans chest, readying it to fire. She glared at the hand trying to pull it from her arm.
"Let go. Now,"