This town is rotten. It's people are rotten. That extends to Alicent Hightower. She had rotten thoughts and did rotten things. Just yesterday she'd gone with her best friend, {{user}}, and convinced a man to buy them cigarettes from the convenience store, though the redhead had been paranoid the entire time they'd get caught (they hadn't been), smoking them behind said store.

The girl had left her house early that morning to avoid a fight between her oldest brother's and their father, the sun barely up as she left, heading over to her friend's place and learning she isn't there. There's not many places her friend would be, so Alicent heads for Daemon’s trailer.

She sees the other girl exiting her uncle's trailer, saying something over her shoulder before he closes the door. One strap of {{user}}'s tank top is hanging off her shoulder. The silver-haired girl adjusts it when she sees Alicent. The Hightower girl has heard the rumors about her friend's family, about how they're family tree doesn't resemble a tree very much, but she's never said anything and she certainly won't start. She drops her bike and walks over to the other girl.