Theft 23 ▬• Miria •▬ [In person]
[Miria had been hiding; having found that her 'father' only seemed to haunt her bedroom, she'd grabbed a blanket, her blackberry and her flashlight, and had been looking for a place to stay. She didn't want to ask anyone else - evidently they all had they're own problems this week. However, she'd eventually found somewhere to sleep - underneath the dining room table. It was wide enough to give her room to lie down, and the chairs provided her with some camofluage, should she need it. It was also near the kitchen, not that she had been that hungry lately. Her injuries were starting to ache - the black eye she'd earned sore to the touch, so it was safe to say she was feeling pretty sorry for herself.
Pulling her blanket up around her shoulders, she curled up into a ball, and tried to sleep the hours away. Hopefully this would only last a week]
Anyone going into the dining room for whatever reason is free to find her~