Marinate stared at the the twinkling stars in the open celing. She still hurt from the words the blond said.

"It's not like i choose this life Alya" she said pating the little monkey who was on her lap's head.

Alya looked up at Marinate seaming to understand. five years ago her family had disipered leaving thetwelve year old Marinate on her own.

Since then it was just her by herself till two years ago when she met Alya. She became Marinate's constent companion and partner in crime.

The monkey surprisingly smart for a monkey and could out smart most humans. Alya also loved gossip, take6ing the tings she heard on the street ans acting it out to Marinate. Though the girl could never really make out what she was trying to say.

"I know i shouldn't give it to much thought but still it hurts." Marinate replied to the look the monkey gave her.

It looked like the Monkey was about to say somthing but there was a loud crash that destrdistracted them both.

Below them was an interesting scene. There was a broken stand an angry vender and a hooded man wearing very expensive clothing. The vender kept shouting at the man while the man in question tried to fix the stand. A few blond hairs swept into his face, making Marinate notices his catlike green eyes.

Alya looked at Marinate then at the stranger. She smiled knowing what was going on.

The Monkey nugeed the girl noking her out of her daze. Marinate blinked a few times.

"Oh right, we should help him." She said blushing.

Climbing down the abandoned bakery to the street. Alya ridding on her shoulders thinking of how cute Marinate and the strangers babies would be.