Tiffy decided that Jake wouldn't like being stuck in the car, so she hopped out and pushed the door open. She had never locked it before she left. She grabbed a random backpack from the hooks along the wall.<br/>She walked around the living room, slowly, looking for things that she could take with her. She grabbed her laptop, four or five books. She walked into the kitchen, grabbed the last couple bags of Munchon's and walked to her room. "Hey." She called to Jake who she had lost somewhere in the apartment. "Third door. Down the hall." She said before going back to getting clothes together. Quickly she shoved bra's as underwear into the bottom of the bag, piling pants on top of that and a sizable stack of shirts, before zipping the bag up, stuffed to the zippers. "What else?" She asked, trapping her lip between her teeth. She crossed to her closet, and grabbed a dress out. Shrugging she slipped a bag over it and hung it on a peg. When Jake got there, Tiffy went over and hugged him. She wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head on his shoulder. "I just got really tired." She muttered, feeling her head spin more than normal. "I'm so dizzy." Picking her head up, she reached over for her backpack. But she really didn't want to leave Jake to do it. Sighing, she pulled away, grabbed her bag and headed back to the car.<br/>"Alright. That's all I need. Can we go home now?" She kept her eyes on the floor and ran a hand along the wall.