<div class="floatright">(http://imageshack.us/a/img825/6530/affphot01.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Vivian Abasi<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Elizabeth's Volvo of Doom<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Tight-fit blue jeans with a v-necked white blouse<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Elizabeth, Billy, Michael<br/><br/><strong>"I wonder if service is even working, or if there is even any -power- anymore..."</strong>The dark-skinned teenager responds as she begins to fish in the front pocket of her blue jeans. A rather plain looking smartphone is retrieved from her right pocket as she begins to work on the device. It was a bit beat up, and as far away from the latest-and-greatest model as there could be.<br/><br/>As slender fingers pressed and poked at the smooth screen her lips purse into a small frown.<strong>"There is a lot of stuff we are going to need... Maybe we should even 'find' some sort of... I don't know... rent-a-truck to put the necessities in. Water, food, tents, blankets... toilet paper?"</strong>