Thread: Morgan & Open (Any!) Who: Morgan & Open (Any!) When: Feb. 10th, Mid-day Where: Zener, Outside What: In need of some fresh air...of sorts.
Outside, Morgan sat on a bench cross legged with a cigarette dangling from her lips, earphones plugged in to an iPod with music blasting loud enough that anyone who walked by could probably identify the song if they were familiar with it. Her hair was left down over her shoulders and she wore a black tank top with a thick wooly sweater over top. She'd come out for a cigarette so she didn't dress for the weather, only that she'd be okay for her smoke.
Zener was cool, though a bit restrictive with their security. They were building a wall. A fucking wall. She rolled her eyes at the thought, but was grateful she was there and not with her parents, where her parents would probably put her under house arrest for the rest of her life. Two steady streams of smoke came out of her nose and she took the cigarette from her lips to knock some of the ash off the tip.