Chapter 25. |Careers and Crime fighters|

I was over an hour late.

The amount of time it had taken for me to decide on an outfit was ridiculous, I kept flicking through piles of clothes before finally deciding on a typical Molly look, denim jumpsuit and sandals. I had let my hair down, carefully brushing it of all tangles and then carefully applied little makeup just as a finishing touch.

I looked perfect, until I cycled over a block.

Wearing makeup had turned out to be stupid of me since I was going to cycle over a block and when I eventually got off my ancient, blue bicycle, I was matted in sweat. I lifted a hand to my face, feeling the makeup and sweat drip together and pulled out a tissue from my sling bag to wipe the whole thing off. It wasn't like I wasn't naturally pretty anyways. Still out of breath and sweating heavily, I secured my bike at the bike rails and made my way to the entrance of the shop.

Sweet Tooth was own