It wasn't unusual for George to decide the interior confines of the safe house were claustrophobic. It really only took one or two people intruding when she wanted to be alone before she decided she needed to be outside. Her first choice was often to go talk up a few of the guards, most of them enjoyed the company of a pretty girl that wasn't scared to death something might come too close to the fortifications for comfort. But she bypassed that option entirely and headed up to the roof after the third unwanted visitor stared at her stupidly when she snapped at him.
Of course today the wind had decided to be particularly vicious in how it whipped her hair around and tugged on her clothes. Tugging her zip up hoodie closer around her body George moved further away from the door. Finally alone, she thought for a moment before she finally spotted a pair of feet and legs sticking out from around the corner of an air conditioning unit. Sighing she walked around the unit kicking at the persons foot as she went. Maybe they came up her to die or get as stone as they possibly could one what little drugs they had left or had been able to find.
"You alive? She asked when she gotten about as far as the guys knee. She really wasn't interested in reporting a dead body or someone who had overdosed either. There were just some things she'd like to avoid and those were two of them. "Cause if you are you should really tape a sign on the door to warn people you're out here like that."