Who: Emma Alonso and Open What: Wondering the streets, looking for some trouble. Where: Random streets. When: Late Friday night/early Saturday morning. Warnings: TBA Status: Open, In progress
No one was awake when Emma decided to climb out the bedroom window with her backpack. Last thing she needed was to not have an alibi and as far as anyone knew, she was asleep in her bed. Dressed in a black hoodie and some dark clothes, she made her way to a building that had a nice open side calling for Emma to tag them. After designing a nice little piece of work on the side of the building, she quickly ran around the back and out to another side street. No one the wiser as to what Emma had been up to for the time being.
Pulling off the hoodie, she tied it around her waist so she looked a bit different than when she had been tagging. Part of her wanted to do some more tagging, but she was out of spray cans for the evening, making a mental note to buy more in the next few days or steal, depending on if she could get some cash. For now, she’d walk around a bit until she found the right trash can to get rid of an any evidence that might be caught on her. The last thing she needed was anyone in the house to find the spray can and decide to use it against her or ground her for what those cans most likely meant. Not happening. Emma was in enough trouble for some of her other tags along with other things that shouldn’t and weren’t going to be named. Heading down another street, she was enjoying the quiet that came with nightfall. Along with the amusement of drunk people stumbling on out of wherever they had been drinking.