Brooklyn Voyle
Brooklyn shifted her weighty eat again, her feet clearly sore from standing around for so long. Giving an exhausted sigh, she set her purse on a nearby chair, resting her hands on the table. "Fine, whatever. I guess there's nothing else to do." She shrugged half-hesitantly, nodding at Haas before flicking her gaze at the supposed 'Megan' girl. Sneering her eyes, she rolled her lips to the side, clearly some bad vibes between the two. While she didn't particularly like Megan at first glance, she hadn't really met her, so she couldn't judge a book by its cover. Even then, she was particularly wary about Megan.
"Just, tell me what I have to do. Not like I know what's going on, to be honest."
Brooklyn shifted her weighty eat again, her feet clearly sore from standing around for so long. Giving an exhausted sigh, she set her purse on a nearby chair, resting her hands on the table. "Fine, whatever. I guess there's nothing else to do." She shrugged half-hesitantly, nodding at Haas before flicking her gaze at the supposed 'Megan' girl. Sneering her eyes, she rolled her lips to the side, clearly some bad vibes between the two. While she didn't particularly like Megan at first glance, she hadn't really met her, so she couldn't judge a book by its cover. Even then, she was particularly wary about Megan.
"Just, tell me what I have to do. Not like I know what's going on, to be honest."