12AM . APARTMENTS. FRIDAY.

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It was around going on 12am sharp, Sun set, crickets chirping outside the windows. It sucked living on the bottom floor but hey, at least they had somewhere to stay? beats sleeping on the streets begging for any big of loose cash people had. Elena as always was drowning herself in cigarettes and alcohol wearing a pair of loose grey sweatpants and just a bra, no point in dressing up if I ain't leaving the damn apartment anytime soon., right? or so that's what Elena thought as she chugged down a small wine bottle, trying not to go over her limit today, that's when she heard the sound of something breaking. She instantly shot up from where she was sitting, the sound came from her room. if its that fucking cat again I swear.. she thought as she got up and made a beeline towards her room, swinging the door open to only meet the gaze of her symbiote, tangled up in her clothes and a broken vase next to them.

“Well, if you liked my scent so much you could've personally came to me, kit.” She said in usual her arrogant and cocky tone, eyeing down the broke vase.