Hi peoples!! Sooo earlier tonight, i was curled up on my couch eating one of my favorite snacks: pickles and chocolate milk (seperate, of course) trying to write another chapter for Rain, but this idea just would not leave my head!! So im sharing it with you all! Sorry if there are any typos, i just got a puppy and she has taking a liking to my lrft arm, therefore making me type this one handed. Bare with me my friends!
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Emily Prentiss sits up in her bed, glancing at her clock as she does. 3 'o clock! What the hell! She marches to her front door, mumbling expletives to whoever has made the mistake of knocking, no wait, are they kicking my door?! What the hell! The looks through the peep hole, the only thing she can see is red hair and fists. Emily furrows her brow in confusion.
Do I know any red heads?
She opens the door and the girl practically falls on top of her, but instead of stopping, she keeps on stumbling into Emily's condo.
"Uuuhhhh... " Emily raises a finger as the girl goes past her, but she can't seem to form any words.
Okay, this has got to be a bad dream. Any minute now I'm going to wake up and miss delightfully drunk over there wont be here.
Nope.
The girl stops suddenly and spins around a couple of times before stopping. "Wait, what happened to my furniture?" she asks to no one in particular. She's obviously smashed. The girls turns and sees Emily.
"Ah! Who are you?! Why are you in my house?!" the confused girl asks frantically. Emily takes a step towards her, putting her hands up so she doesn't scare the girl.
"I'm not in your house, you're in mine" she says calmly, still walking towards her. The girl panics as she looks around again. She begins to walk backwards quickly and before Emily can do anything, the girl topples over the back of the couch, hitting her head on the coffee table in the process.
"Damn it!" Emily goes over to the girl, who is now unconscious, and inspects her head. No blood, but there's a pretty big bump. Sighing heavily, she picks the girl up and places her gently on the couch, then covers her with a blanket.
"Who are you?" Emily asks the sleeping girl. She's really quite pretty. Her hair is a light auburn with extra red in it, her eyes are a deep shade of green, she's very pale, tall and fit. She's wearing dark blue skinny jeans, a dark purple sleeve-less shirt and black flats. Emily suddenly gets an idea when her eyes fall upon the girl's purse. Quietly, she opens it up and searches for the girl's I.D. She grins in victory when she finds it.
Amber Barnes is drinking beauty's name. Emily raises an eyebrow at Amber's age, she's only seventeen. Emily shakes her head, of course, Emily can't judge the young girl. Emily did some pretty bad things when she was a teen. Emily puts Amber's I.D. back and makes herself comfortable in her armchair. Soon, she is fast asleep.