[ sms; Phoebe ]: I woke up without my bra and I definitely had it on before we started drinking. The fuck did I do to myself last night, Phoebe?!

               ❝           Ah, Pheobe. You're la--- ❞                   Blue, almost grey eyes flicked from Pheobe to the figure behind her. The woman, draped across her chair like is was a throne. Suddenly, as if she was naked and a stranger walked in, she sat bolt upright, looking far more confused.   ❝           And you've got a little friend with you. Who's-- ❞                   Oh. Andromeda narrowed her eyes and looked at Molly hawkishly, eyeing her up and down. It was that girl, Percy's girl, the one with the sister. She wasn't a threat. Andromeda smiled smugly again, at ease and satisfied. She felt positively regal; she almost extended her hand with a ring as shiny as if it was bought yesterday-- her wedding ring-- for them both to kiss it. She didn't, and she smirked more at her little fantasy. If one could call it that.   ❝ Molly. I haven't seen you in an age.❞                  Oh, how grand she sounded. She settled herself back into her chair-- she looked regal too-- and trailed some hair down her her shoulder, playing with it absently as if she was bored when in fact she couldn't have been more alert to the change in circumstance. She awaited an explanation surely, but it was important not to seem overly concerned. She was going to play it cool. Lazily pointed a foot at the table at the far end of her long couch, she played it ever so cool.  ❝ I made tea and sandwiches, by the by. ❞                    So cool. 

                      "Actually -- if it's alright --  I just want                        a really sturdy leather jacket. I don't                        need the-- other stuff. I mean, it's                        really nice and you're obviously very                        talented, but just the jacket. Please."

[ text: phobo: ] .... i'm not even sure if this was                 on purpose or not, quite honestly. [ text: phobo: ] oh is that the scar you were talking about? 

She hoped she'd be able to find her, even though the directions of where she could be were scarce and a bit difficult. Mel was careful to not get lost herself as she traveled through Lima, trying her best to remember where the used car lot was. She was relieved when she passed it and left the city limit, the nothingness of the country around her. She carefully scanned the side of the road for Phoebe's car, dark eyes narrowed as she turned her highbeams on.