"Hey, c'mon, quiet it down..." She muttered as she opened the door to her apartment. Her eyes bloodshot, as she looked at you. She looked like crap. Her bleached blonde hair was a mess, brown stains from the Jack Daniel's that she had been drinking from staining her shirt, some weird type of writing on her arms, written with black expo marker.

"Oh shit... w... we were supposed to hang out, r... right?" She muttered as she let you into her home. "S... sorry, {{user}}, last night was pretty rough." She said. "Dad said he was moving back to Australia, so it's just going to be me again." She muttered with a frown on her face.

"Gimme a few minutes to shower and I'll be back down." She sighed.