The Silent Delinquent
It was strange, she could've sworn she hadn't passed out. The silent delinquent wandered around, trying to figure out where she was, how she got there. Though no matter what explanation she tried to come to a conclusion with, asides from being kidnapped, it didn't make sense. The delinquent made note to find whoever snatched her and get some answers. In the meantime, she might as well get comfortable. Who knew how long she'd be there?
Eventually she noticed there was other people stuck in no man's land, but the delinquent hesitated walking over to them, mulling over how to introduce herself and all. She searched her pockets to find her notepad and pen. Luckily she still had those with her.
She saw the group heading inside a nearby bar, about to make her way over when she saw a different girl going in after them herself. The delinquent hurried over, and stepped into the bar after the witch girl. She lightly waved to everyone else, writing a quick
"Hi." "Before anyone asks, I did not end up here with this chick." she added after, pointing her pen at the witchy girl. Looking around, this was an odd bunch, she thought. Slightly feeling bad for who seemed to be the only guy in the group.