Angel
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Mouri Ran sat at a window table, eating lunch with Suzuki Sonoko. The two girls appeared to be highly engaged in whatever the topic of conversation was. Suzuki Sonoko was gesturing widely, and Mouri Ran was all smiles for her female friend.
The small cafe was a rather busy on a nice days like this, and fairly bustled with activity. In one corner sat a woman with thick dark hair, a large, floppy hat, and pair of fine reading glasses perched on her nose. The outfit she wore was neither garish nor neutral. It was, simply put, nothing outstanding. She was a plain faced woman, and easily forgettable. Most people could only remember that outrageous hat.
Behind her disguise, Vermouth smiled and watched the Angel chatter away with her friend.
What would happen now that Cool Guy, the lovely little Silver Bullet, was so distracted by that dancing, infuriating Poltergeist?
POST DRABBLE NOTE: Short one today, but this is what came to mind with the prompt. Not sure where this is headed yet, heck I have no idea where any of this series is heading. I just write based on the prompt I get each day. O__o;;;