<div class="floatleft">(http://i48.tinypic.com/awbx3q.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Tabitha "Frankie" Franks<br/><strong>Location</strong>: McDonald's, slightly out of the Row<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Kale and Jade and anybody else<br/><strong>Date</strong>: July 28, 2012<br/><strong>Time</strong>: 8:00 (ish) AM<br/><hr/><br/>Frankie lost her appetite about half-way through what Kale jokingly called his "pep talk". She sat silently and listened, taking small bites of her sandwich. By the end of it, he was chunking his trash in the bin and she was wrapping up her, mostly uneaten, sandwich and stuffing it into her pocket. "So basically, don't get attached to my door. Don't trust anyone. People are going to steal my shit more often than I steal theirs. Oh...and keep a ready supply of random bullshit around to beat people in the head with." She said it all with her crooked little smile and tossed him a thumbs up. "I think I got it."<br/><br/>She was just getting to Kale's question, when the girl approached them. "Oh...here and there..." she started, never one to out-and-out say where exactly she came from. It wasn't likely she'd meet any old neighbors around here, but any more her "here and there" was more honest than not. She'd traveled a good deal in the last few months, had seen some interesting places, had escaped from some as well. Following him out into the sunlight, she squinted for a moment.<em>Really need to get some shades...like her's.</em>Her attention had been drawn to a girl making her way over to them. She seemed confidant in a manner Frankie would never be able to imitate.<br/><br/>Frankie nodded as the girl said her name, slightly startled at how quietly the girl had come up behind them. "Yeah...um, Frankie." She watched in silent amusement as the girl waved bills in Kale's face.<em>Yep...confidant.</em>"Jade sounds good," she figured, after the girl gave her an entire list of options. "I'm in 3C, with Robbie. You know her?" She had gotten the feeling from Robbie that she didn't spend much time socializing on the Row. And why bother? Her clients weren't there, she slept with her dealer...there was nothing much she needed from the Row besides a place to crash like a vampire when the sun came up. Those two would never keep the same hours, so it was relatively amazing they had anything close to a relationship themselves.<br/><br/>Frankie reached into her pocket and pulled out a cigarette, lighting it up and inhaling deep.<em>God bless menthol.</em>Mentally she was running through her options.<em>Go back to the Row with these guys...or head over to that high school you passed earlier. Soccer season's in and all those preppy kids leave their backpacks laying out on the bleachers. Wouldn't be hard to nab one of them, take it home. Maybe she'd find some shades...</em>They turned a slight corner and the sun shone brighter in her eyes, settling her decision. With a curious look towards Jade, she considering telling the girl her plan. It'd worked well in the past and maybe it'd be an easy way to make a friend.<br/><br/>"I think I'm going to head down that way. Passed a school earlier...might be some...opportunities for a girl like me. You wanna go along, Jade?" She laughed for a moment, "Make it some girl time." Of course, the girl was probably a better thief than Frankie was, but maybe she could use a little luck today. Frankie took another puff off her cigarette.<em>I seem to have a bit of luck to spare...</em>