<div class="floatleft">(http://img004.lazygirls.info/people/louise_cliffe/louise_cliffe_louise_cliffe_10_pTYYfVZ.sized.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Elena Josephine  Evens<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Jack's place<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: One of Jack's shirt<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Jack's text, Open<br/><br/>Elena was sleeping on and off at Jack's place, her body so tired there was no fighting it. Her mind filled with images of the past nights events. By the time she heard her phone go off, and the sound woke her. She was tangled in the covers, her legs wrapped up like she had been fighting the sheets the whole time she slept. It happened that way, the only time she really found herself resting without her nightmares was with Jack. She had never told him that. Though she kind of thought he knew that much already. Stretching her body she moaned as her back popped. Reaching over she grabbed the phone and looked at the text. Her brow scrunched as she read it.<strong>"He must be joking."</strong>she said not really believing or understanding the text.<br/><br/>She was going to text him back but if Jack was really on his way. Then she didn't need to be texting him with he was riding his bike. Pushing up from the bed she straightened the blankets. Pulling on her clothes once more she left off her shoes, but got ready for...apparently a small army arriving at his place. She slid into the chair in front of the TV and clicked it on. But she found each station had either static or that high pitched warning tone. It was confusing and she was starting to think Jack may not have been joking. Cutting off the TV Elena laid back in the chair, she'd get a bit more rest before Jack got back. Something told her that she wouldn't be getting anymore any time soon. Curling up Elena closed her eyes as she waited for Jack to get home.