At six, the wonderful smelling restaurant Nina worked in closed, and she had two grilled wraps in her arms to take down to eat with her Master. She slipped them into a bag, and then into her backpack, and helped with cleanup as she usually would after a closing shift. Around a half hour later, she was heading out the door - alone. The halls were empty at this point, no classes took place on this floor after six, and if there were any, they didn't get out until around eight. Every time she closed, this hall was empty, and most of the building once they closed up shop.
As she walked out she set her eyes on a figure in a cloak, and she made a quick decision not to try and go past him, but go back into the shop for a minute, mumbling about leaving her phone in the back. Her heart pounding, sh
