Sheila Blackstone has a heart on the highway. (

She jiggled the handle, at his reply finding that it was open. Strange. She would have still yelled anyway. Pushing it open with her upper arm, she ducked inside and shut the door behind her. Going into the apartment of a man she didn't know didn't strike her mind as stupid. Hell no. She was doing a good deed.

The messiness didn't bother too much and she picked her way towards the boy on the ground. She crouched down, balancing on her heels as she looked him over. Alright, she wasn't expecting him to be pretty. "You didn't finish your sentence," she accused again.

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