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Melinda Halliwell (prudentmel) wrote in wariscoming,

Melinda didn't have a clue what she was going to do. She was stuck in some...random place that she'd never seen before in her life without any form of ID or anything. Her brothers hadn't even bothered to answer her call. It was almost tempting to scream at her brothers some more. It wouldn't help, she was sure. Maybe they had decided that they were going to ignore her now after how long she'd been ignoring them. It didn't make sense, they always wanted her around so much. They had been upset that she had been avoiding them! Why weren't they answering? What if something was wrong? Her mind couldn't settle down now. She couldn't stop worrying and that kind of pissed her off. How dare they get upset with her for avoiding and staying away from them and then doing the same to her. That was just wrong!

The porch steps were cold against her bottom, but she couldn't make herself move at the moment. In order to move she had to figure out what to do. Figuring out what to do was going to take a while; as far as Mel was concerned she wasn't going to be moving for a while. Melinda wasn't sure how long she had been sitting there. At some point she had just spaced off. It might have had something to do with the hangover that she had to deal with. Her head hurt and she couldn't seem to make her body move. Eventually she'd figure...something out, it would just take her longer than it ever would have taken Chris or Wyatt. Melinda always felt like she was at the back end of the bunch, she didn't measure up to her brothers. That was never fun to think about though.

Bringing a hand up to rub her face, Melinda wasn't really all that aware of anyone around her, or even the look on her face until some...tall guy was coming her way. Melinda couldn't help but look at the guy because he was a freaking giant! She hadn't a clue as to why he was heading her way, though. Part of her was afraid he might be dangerous, which was exactly why she moved so that she sat up straighter and her hands were resting lightly on her legs, ready to move. The guy...plopped down next to her, though. What the hell? The young Halliwell managed to give him a small, albeit confused smile.

"Um....thinking, I guess?" Melinda stated a bit confused. She didn't know who this guy was. She definitely wasn't going to trust him with a full disclosure of what was going on! "What are you doing?" Melinda asked, lifting an eyebrow, but that light smile still in place.