[Gallagher]

It was hard not to wake up from the commotion of the two leaving for, apparently, a fight. Of course, by the time Gambooge had finished rubbing his eyes and getting the kink out of his back, the pair were already long gone. "Huh..." Shaking his head and picking himself up out of his chair for the night, he made his way to the door and peered outside.

Bag, it seemed, was long gone.

"Great," he muttered, running a hand back through his hair. He shifted his weight, looked along either side of the road, then sighed. Back to the chair it was.