<div class="floatleft">(http://imageshack.us/a/img825/6530/affphot01.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Vivian Abasi<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Highschool Parking Lot<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Tight-fit blue jeans with a v-necked white blouse<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Elizabeth, Open<br/><br/><br/>She could not help but laugh at the last concern her friend had brought up.<strong>"Well, I'll tell you what, the first pair we come across, we'll get them for you to replace those."</strong>It was a moment of levity in what was a rather tense situation. Not knowing any of the others was not something Elizabeth was alone in, of the group she did not know a single person, except perhaps one or two in passing.<br/><br/><strong>"I... do not know anyone here."</strong>She finally states.<strong>"Well except for -you- of course. I..."</strong>She glances down for a moment before turning her dark brown eyes back towards the blond woman she was speaking to.<strong>"For now, we stick together, get out of here, get somewhere safe where there aren't any other people and from there... well... we'll go from there."</strong><br/><br/>Her full lips pull into a small smile once again.<strong>"C'mon... let's get in the car I'll ride shotgun."</strong>With that she moves around to the other side of the car, resting her hands on the roof.