The inside of the shack was well decorated, a bench seat from a older car was being used as couch, two front seats also being used for chairs. They were all made of black leather, so most likely the seats were from a old muscle car. Long strings of lights hang from the ceiling, hanging down a bit lower. Posters of all kinds of bands, movies, and tv shows hung from the walls. A large wooden spool used for copper wiring is used for a table. A small fridge by the couch, a bong ontop of it, along with a pipe and some rolling papers. In truth all of this must have taken months to set up, as it was actually live able, the only things that Ash was missing was a washroom, tv, and wifi.<br/>Rose would also be able to see that Ash and Jessica had wrote. "Ash was here." The same with Jessica's name, in a dark marker.<br/><br/>Ashley laid her self out on the couch, using her elbows to prop her self up so she can look at her friend. "Jessica was.. is my friend, we met.. umm, a year after my mom died, so two years after you left." She said, before letting her self fall back, reaching behind her to grab a joint that had been rolled earlier. She brought it to her lips, though not lighting it as she continued to talk.<br/>"Me and Jessica were real close, I mean not like you and me. But still close, me and her were planning on leaving this place next year after school for her was done. We arent sure where we were going, but you should join us! You could sell your art, we just have to find her." Ash said, it seemed that the way Ash is talking about her friend, that Jessica is missing, or worse.<br/><br/>Ash would bring a lighter from her pocket, bring it up and lighting the joint. Taking a drag from it before she grabbed a ash tray. "So, why are you back in town pinky?"