<div class="floatright">(http://i58.tinypic.com/28wf1iq.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Gracie Evans<br/><strong>Location/Time:</strong>Gracie's apartment, morning<br/><strong>Attire:</strong>Baggy flannel shirt, jeans, hiking boots<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>James<br/><br/>Having been allowed to hold on to her car for just awhile longer, Gracie didn't really feel like she could suggest an alternative plan, even if the one that James had come up with sounded a bit too risky for her liking.<br/><br/>"Yeah alright sounds good to me." The blonde said , shrugging a shoulder as she did so. risky as it was, the plan didn't really seem too bad. Chances were that she would be able to find some dog food at the stores they were planning to hit, and getting some supplies to ensure their mode of transport would last as long as possible seemed like a prudent move as well.