#thcughtless

       The rain is MERCILESS. It’s actually not uncommon for Southern California to have rain in the winter months -- it’s just usually not this bad. It’s the storm of the decade, a weatherman said this morning from his hotel room. He and Darryl had gone out east to meet with the firm representing the people suing their client--and Darryl had insisted upon DRIVING. Nate should have realized that Darryl’s old car would become an issue. They’re on their way back to West Covina, but they’ve definitely got hours to go--and there’s no visibility on the road with how HEAVY the rain falls. It’s enough to make them pull over, even. 

       Nathaniel sighs heavily, glancing over his phone. It’s been torture listening to Darryl’s radio stations and CDs and listening to him talk and breathe -- he’s ready for his condo and a nice, long bath. “Maybe we should just brave it,” He grumbles. “I’ll drive if you don’t feel comfortable... I just want to get HOME.” 

     it’d taken her longer than usual to track down her sister’s new foster home after they’d been separated again, though not too long for her to get away from her own foster home. her latest ‘parents’ had been just as DISINTERESTED in her as they all were, having only taken her to get the money she’d get them from the government since no one really wanted to foster an angry teen long enough to actually adopt her. having stolen enough money from her foster mother’s purse to be able to catch a taxi across town, she found herself standing outside the house somewhat nervously. her backpack slung over her shoulder, holding absolutely everything she owned, she looked at the small house with her lower lip held between her teeth, taking a few deep breaths before she nodded decidedly, darting her way towards the house as quickly as possible.

     ducking around the side of the house with glances over her shoulder to check she wasn’t being watched, she peeked through each window, a sigh of RELIEF falling through her lips when she spotted a familiar head of brown hair through one of the windows. standing on tip toes to see madison, she knocked lightly on the glass to gain her attention, a grin lighting up her features as she waited to be let in.

MISFITS STARTER SENTENCES » ACCEPTING