<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/ba/2e/48/ba2e488afac82fe5ec32ff7015ee0a5d.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tristyn O'Connor<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Run ---> House ---> Car ---> Resort<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Tyler<br/><hr/><br/>A soft groan escaped his lips as he stretched in the park.  It had been a rough morning, and his body ached from a cold and uncomfortable bed.<em>'at least no night terrors'</em>he thought to himself as his legs extended to their furthest point.  It was a beautiful day so he decided to go for a run in the park whilst the weather was at least some what ok.  The forecast called for heavy thunderstorms to roll in over the evening so he thought he'd enjoy the fresh out doors to maybe ease his frantic mind.  Plugging the ear buds back into his head he stood up and thumbed through the songs on his Zune.  At first he was slightly annoyed at the song selection, nothing seeming just right, then there it was.  Jonny Craig's voice feeling his head, erasing his thoughts, it was all magical.<br/><br/>Hours passed, and soon his brisk summer run turned into a full out 'see where we can go' moment.  Alas, the weather began to turn, and the cooler breeze brought his semi euphoric reality crashing down about him.  His lip curled into a frown as he turned to his right, the dark clouds rolling in the distance, a soft booming of thunder heralding their arrival.  The trek home wasn't short by any means, and half way through he found himself caught in the downpour.  Trudging on however he finally he made it home to their 2 story town home.  He wasn't there to receive her calls and found it odd there was no mail as he entered the house.  His eyes were focused on wrapping the ear buds around his mp3 player when he stumbled over her encased instrument.<strong>"DAMMIT!"</strong>his voice echoed as he crashed into the wall.  His teeth were gritting as he was about to throw the expensive piece across the hall when he realized it shouldn't be there in the first place.<br/><br/><strong>"Ty?"</strong>he shouted, his voice echoing through house.<br/><br/><strong>"you home baby girl?"</strong>his eyes brow was furrowed as he entered the main living space looking about.