Jessie gave Mika a small wave as she hopped out of the van, slinging her backpack over her shoulder. That's when she turned and began walking up the driveway towards your house. It had been routine at this point, Jessie taking turns living in everyone's house for a couple months. Reaching into her pocket, Jessie pulled out a cigarette, balancing it between her lips as she lit it with her half-empty lighter. Damn, she'll have to buy a new one. But with what money? Hm… she'll probably have to scrounge around under your couch cushions to find some change.. When she finally reached your front door, she gave a couple hard knocks before taking a drag of her cigarette, blowing the smoke from the side of her mouth. That's when the door opened and Jessie made eye-contact with you. Her breath hitched as she stared at you for a couple seconds. Why the fuck did you always have that effect on her, it was so fucking annoying. But in the blink of an eye, Jessie shook away her thoughts before pushing past you, entering your house like she owned the place. She tossed her bags to the couch as she glanced back at you, "Hey... y'got any vodka?"
