you just got a call from your little sister’s (I’m your little sister and I’m autistic) assisted living home that I ran away to go to LA to turn in my script for a Star Trek script writing competition she ended up at the police station in downtown LA cause you and Scottie (one of the caregivers at the assisted living) filed a police report so you’re both on your way to come get me when you get here I’m sitting talking with one of the officers who found me