<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/6b/67/85/6b6785c1e261f131337715404a2c3885.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kristine Anderson<br/><strong>Sortment:</strong>School Nurse<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Tired, hungry, confused and grateful<br/><strong>Clothes:</strong>Just like the image, jeans, dark gray cotton tank top and sneakers.  Hair up in a messy bun<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Hayden Sky<strong><em>[Closed]</em></strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>#8; Kris' apartment<br/><hr/><br/>In the half hour between her last text and Hayden's arrival she managed to find a VA ABC (that's Virginia Alcohol Beverage Control) store as liquor stores were run by the state.  She picked up some Johnny Walker Black label and some Devil's Backbone Vienna Lager.  Her beer of choice had changed quite a bit since their days nipping from her dad's stash.  She'd gotten a good chuckle out of his last text.  She wouldn't be volunteering information on how to shut her up if he couldn't guess on his own.  Really all he had to do was give her tongue something better to do.  Or her hands in that case.<br/><br/>She had the beers in the fridge and managed to find a box with some glasses on the moving truck because she wasn't drinking Johnny from a solo cup.  Those days were behind her despite finding herself on a college campus once again.  She left the front door unlocked and spent her time familiarizing herself with the small apartment.  It would do for now.  She wasn't sure how long she'd be able to tolerate the small space.  She preferred something no smaller than a town house, with two floors and some room to spread out.<br/><br/>Her mind kept going back to her reaction to finding out he had a date.  Why did she care?  Why did she think he would have kept the night he knew she'd be getting in town free?  She'd just sort of assumed he'd be waiting on her call.  And her first reaction?  Well, it had been rather juvenile.  Passive aggressively telling him to go on the date all the while hoping he'd cancel and show up on her doorstep.  Now he was.  And what was she going to do?  She didn't think she actually had the energy to unload the small moving truck.  She looked out her window into the lot at the truck that was just large enough to hold a queen sized mattress and box spring.<br/><br/>At the sound of a knock her heart sped up.  She decided this was just excitement at seeing an old friend and nothing more.  That'd be like, kissing her brother or something.  Whole lotta nope.   Kris crossed the room to open the door with a smile.<strong>"Hey stranger."</strong>She waved him into the apartment.<strong>"Come on in.  I've got some Lager and Johnny Walker Black.  Other than that, your option is water until we figure out food."</strong><br/><br/>