Who: Elena, Zero
Where: Zero's place
When: Very late 1/02/08 or very early 1/03/08, take your pick.
What: Elena's family is driving her crazy. Again.
Elena rolled the rope ladder out her window after a hastily scribbled note to her mom, grabbed her phone, her smokes, and her overnight bag, and slipped out of her room.
Of course, her parents would hear the car start in the driveway, but she had been reported as a runaway so many times that the police really didn't care anymore. She unrolled her window and lit a cigarette. It felt good to be away from home - she'd been cooped up in her house for far too many days over the holiday.
Her smoke was barely finished when she pulled into Zero's driveway. She grabbed her bag, and put it out under her heel before walking up to the door. Hesitating - she didn't quite live here anymore - she let herself in. "It's me," she called quietly, in case anyone was asleep.