<div class="floatleft">(http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/320/f/1/red_hair__red_glasses_by_zhenya_chan-d4gci9q.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><em>Where: Apartment 7<br/>When: Friday, around 3 PM<br/>Tag: I guess Drake<br/></em></span><hr/>[/i][/font]<br/><br/>Of all the weeks it had to snow it had to be this particular week. That was the thought that was racing through Rebecca's mind while she grabbed at scarves and long sleeved shirts trying to assemble a slapdash form of attire so she could stock her pantry and fridge. The reason for her freak out was simply one of coincidence as her classmates had recently eaten her out of house and home due to one of their study sessions. They were not so uncouth as to not reimburse her for the lost food, but suddenly she was sitting on a pile of 5s and ones and rainy day money and no food. As much as she could literally eat her money, oh like one of those chocolate coins, she new she needed to scrape by a week's worth of food and possible alcohol gel.<br/><br/>Unfortunately for Rebecca she had only recently caught wind of the blizzard coming and with it looming over her area so quickly there would be not much in the way of edibles by the time she got out to the store. This she was not aware of however this was actually going to be her first big snow. Her local friends last year complained about the arid spring of a winter it was last year and as a result Rebecca had never really gotten her crash course in snow storm procedure yet.<br/><br/>So as Rebecca began shoving her sock clad feet into her water proof boots her thoughts were less on what they would have left and more on what she could stand eating and the number of heating devices she was aware of. She was so hasty in the fact that she needed to stock up that she left her television the weather update still rolling on in the back as newcasters compared various preference for snow play and preparation. She had locked her door and was on her way to the stairs, her tawny coat with it huge buttons wrapped around her to be far too warm for the indoors, when she heard the door open behind her letting her know that Drake was also going to be part of her day.<br/><br/>Rebecca really didn't like Drake, she made a point to try to give everyone one a chance and she often would give people more than enough rope. Honestly thought Drake always struck Rebecca as rather scummy, the boy reeked of alcohol far and looked far too past sober to communicate with half the time. He smelt like he didn't care, and he looked the part too although this didn't care to her spoke of atrophy and wasting away rather than the devil may care, no shame people of few she could count among her friends. Moving into this block had been a little nightmare because of this man anyway, until she learned how to his music would keep her awake at all hours of the night, and she was afraid to call the police on him, thinking afterwards he would instantly know of her betrayal and break down her door to do the devil knows to her.<br/><br/>As such Rebecca tensed when she heard the door open and started to quicken her pace knowing such an act would be a futile one.