InsaneJournal

Who: Laney and Alfie
What: late night sneaking around
When: tonight! around 1ish
Where: outside the Tibbits house
Rated: TBD but can't be too high cause they're young'ns, except for language maybe


Laney had a plan. She'd been formulating it all night in her room. A bag was packed, her bed was made-- something of a 'fuck you' to mom and dad if they ever caught her-- and she'd already changed into some of her bigger clothes. All she had to do was wait until her parents went to bed. They were pretty routinely, so Laney figured around one or so, she'd be good to leave.

The clock seemed to take hours to pass midnight, and she used the last minutes of her time to quietly and slowly open her window. The screen was removed long ago, and the crate she'd strategically placed under her sill was, thankfully, still there. The only thing she could foresee as an issue was the cold outside, but she'd rolled up a towel and placed it on the bottom of her bedroom door to prevent the draft from spreading throughout the house. She was a thinker, Laney. It was just too bad she used her brains for misdeeds, rather than things like school and homework.

By the time the clock said 1:01, Laney was hopping down on the crate looking twenty years old. Slowly, she shut the window half way and proceeded in the directly towards Alfie's house. She figured if she looked older, no one would stop her to ask her why she was out so late. Older people didn't have to answer to anyone. And it was definitely suspicious for a fourteen year old to be prancing down the street with a backpack past midnight.

She reached Alfie's house around half past one, and hid in the bushes to age down and change her clothes. She figured Alfie would want to see her changed self, but knew if his mom woke up and came outside, it'd look awfully suspicious. She hated to think about consequences, but this was Alfie and she didn't want to get him in trouble. Once back to normal, she left her bag where she changed and bent down to pick up a few tiny pebbles. Aiming for Alfie's window, she threw one, two and then three at the glass. Hopefully, he'd wake up.