<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6e/bf/c3/6ebfc36b81fb40f6459bc61db97bc405.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/736x/06/73/28/067328c0031cbd466203df7e9c4bcdde.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><em>John-James "Thorne" Puckett and Sad Kitty (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16146248#msg16146248)</em><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><em>Definitely Not Running Away, No Sir (https://64.media.tumblr.com/4d6ae9e23d58139fc1194b8c32ed238e/0f15bf877dd7ba82-77/s2048x3072/5842d32d7426f6f1a33281ee9cdfbfbec9c23b08.pnj) and Today's Make-up Look (https://64.media.tumblr.com/373a7f1f64a5971d85a3b4b321385b93/0f15bf877dd7ba82-dc/s2048x3072/2aca20144aa96f85b64433dff01a2613edc789d0.pnj)</em><br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>June 12th, Midnight</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Dining Hall</em><br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong><em>Billie</em><br/><hr/><br/>Thorne's smile disappeared as he whirled around to face the newcomer, Sad Kitty hiding in his hood as he did.<em>Fuck</em>. No one was supposed to see him. No one was supposed to know. It did come as some relief that it was Billie though. She certainly didn't strike Thorne as the type to rat anyone out, and while he had no problem with councillors knowing he broke the rules, he was pretty sure they were required to report attempted runaways and he didn't want to deal with that tonight.<br/><br/>"Aladdin?" He asked, brow raised. While he didn't quite understand what her nickname for him meant, he supposed it was better than being called a clown, or the insinuation that he didn't care what he looked like. Thorne fought the urge to attempt to hide the duffle bag behind himself, knowing it would only make him more suspicious. Instead, he straightened his back and puffed his chest slightly in a show of confidence. "What's it matter to you? Shouldn't you be in bed anyway?"<br/><br/>As Thorne attempted to change the subject away from his leaving the camp (or his failed attempt to do so), Sad Kitty peeks over his shoulder and gives an answer of their own in an uncharacteristic show of bravery. "We were getting gummy worms!" They don't have the anatomy to create a visible smile, but it can be heard in their voice when they talk about gummy worms. However, the happiness turns to something resembling a pout with Sad Kitty's next words. "Then we're gonna leave."