<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Redheads/Leanna%20Decker/ld14_zpssj5du5tv.jpg)<br/><div align="center">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/BackgroundsCars/car1_zpswrw1f4js.jpg)</div></div><strong>Name:</strong>Sidney Eames (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13090822#msg13090822)<br/><strong>Time | Location:</strong>Early Morning | June 3<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>As pictured<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Andi Lawson<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Meeting someone new<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Sidney grinned when Andi was vague about were the home she was staying in was. The name she gave sort of sounded familir but not enough to know the specifics of where the house was. Briefly she wondered if the woman of said house had ever been one of her dad's daliances. It wouldn't surprise her. He was a good looking guy and her mom claimed he was a total hound. Of course her mother said she was starting to be just like him when it came to sex so she gave the thought a shrug and pushed it away. Unless she walked in on him in the act, who her dad fucked was really none of her business.<br/><br/>Instead she turned her attention back to Andi's confusion, "If you know the street name I can point you in the right direction, but I couldn't be more exact than that. I know the neighborhood but not precisely whose in which house for most of them. When I was younger I could have told you more but people have been in and out the last few years so I have to relearn whose where," she added with a small shrug.<br/><br/>She liked Andi. The girl seemed easy to talk to and she didn't immediately pounce on Sid's comment about her job like most people would have. Someone who didn't pry was a rareity as far as Sid was concerned.<br/><br/>Flashing the girl a grin she couldn't help but think the stance, with her hands on her hips, was just cute, she asked jokingly, "Can you go tell my Mom that? She thinks there's something<em>very</em>wrong with it," she added with a laugh. "Honestly, she offered to pay for school herself but she thinks that gives her a say in what I study. If I pay for it myself then no one gets to comment," she explained. After all, one look at her dad's house made it perfectly clear that there was no real reason that Sid needed to work to go to school. Her parents could clearly afford to send her damned near anywhere but she<em>liked</em>knowing she was paying for school herself. Honestly when her Mom had mentioned kicking her out she'd thought about just getting a place on her own (she could afford it) but she had quickly let that thought go because she liked not having to worry about things like bills while she was going to school. Time enough for all that later.<br/><br/>Listening as the blonde metioned driving her car, Sid shot her sidelong, speculative glance, "Maaaaaaaaybe," she drawled slowly, "I'm not planning on going anywhere for a long while but I'll have to see you drive something else before I hand over my keys. She's never been driven by anyone but me since the day Dad gave her to me. I'm a bit protective," she admitted with a loving glance at the mettalic blue vehicle sitting before them.