Playing House

Who: Camber and open
When: early afternoon
Where: Kitchen to start

Cam was TWITCHY. Figuring out that she hadn't misplaced her cigarettes or left them in a jacket, that she wasn't going crazy, that they were gone -- along with everything else not only in her room, but apparently in the entire house -- had done nothing but make this entire situation worse. She'd spent nearly 15 minutes having a very quiet panic attack, pacing frustratedly around her room and taking her clothes on and off before she found something comfortable.

( That word 'need' pissed her off but it wasn't exactly untrue. )