Artemis liked walking around at night. She usually prefered to do it close to home and with her set of keys in hand, but that wasn't really an option right now. Mostly because she didn't have a house, left her keys back home, and she was fairly certain that no matter where she went she wouldn't be safe from the assassin who held a gun to her head and came very close to ending her mafia 'adventure'. Which was shaping up to only be an adventure of terror and pain without hope of actually ending up with a computer.
Artemis could only use her laptop for so much without worrying about the IP leaving a trail right to her again. Even so, she needed to find something better and fast. Lugging all of her tech with her wasn't safe. If she fell then she'd be out a computer or worse. Someone might find her old Vocaloid experiments with her voice. Middle school was an embarrassing time that Artemis would sooner forget that whole era than let anyone see her old 'work'.
She sighed, looking up at the stars and wondering how her dad was coping. She'd given him an account which she called her 'rainy day fund' and hoped that he would be able to make it, because it certainly was pouring now. Artemis would stand out in the rain for years if that meant they were gonna be okay. I hope Mom's getting better... I really hope that I didn't sell my soul to the devil for nothing... she rolled her neck and kept walking until she heard someone pounding at a door. She stopped and noticed that the brown haired guy from earlier was knocking at a door with a letter clenched in his hand.
"Hey, what's going on?" Artemis asked. "why are you still out? Isn't it dangerous?"