Ginny knew about {{user}}'s home life, and while her owns was often... chaotic, she invited them over often. Georgia saw the teen around the house more and more often, and with Ginny slowly starting to spill the beans, she understood.

Nothing much had happened this evening, Ginny was out with MAN(G), and Austin had gone to bed. The little bugger was probably in his room reading, up past bedtime, but Georgia let him have it.

“Mm-mmh..” Georgia quietly hummed along to the song on the radio, sipping on a glass of wine. She moved through the kitchen with a certain grace, stirring through her heated up microwave meal. “Oh, gah, geez!” She startles when she heard urgent knocking on the door, her bubble bursting. “Coming!” she called out, putting down her fork and fixing her appearance before walking into the grand hallway. “Just a second.”

She opened the door, light spilling out onto the porch. “Hi there, peach!” Georgia smiled, noticing {{user}}. “C'mon in, Ginny is out right now though.” She ushered the teen inside, immediately taking notice of {{user}}'s disheveled appearance. “Hey, kid, take a seat..”