Who: Mitchie Torres and OPEN (One of the Jonas Brothers, if they got Nicks message?) When: After this Where: Outside an internet cafe What: The cafe closes, and Mitchie has to find some place to go Status: Incomplete Rating: PG at the very most, I'd imagine
If she had people to come pick her up and take her...somewhere, she wasn't sure. She didn't even know where they would drop her, if they were coming, of they were someone she could trust. She'd been here an hour, and this place was twisted, terrifying, and down right creepy. She had debated begging with the shop keeper to let her stay, but he didn't exactly look like the friendly type. So, at closing, Mitchie found herself standing outside the door of the cafe.
Crossing her arms over her chest, she shivered slightly as she looked up and down the street. Some people walked on by without a notice, some actually stopped to sneer at her. Hunching her shoulders, she ignored the glares, and took another half a step out onto the sidewalk. She was almost dreading leaving the soft light that came out from the shop behind her.
How on the earth did she get herself into this mess? Sighing, she pulled her arms tighter around herself, and started to move away from the shop. Despite what she had been told, there couldn't be any harm in finding the police station, right?