Raylene Carter
16 November 2012 @ 03:27 pm
2nd bite - action  
Cut for lameness )

[Later that evening.]

[Raylene found herself a table at a tiny little restaurant to sit down at, it looked as if it was going to start storming tonight and she wanted something hot in her stomach before she ran off to her stupid little apartment. It had nothing special in it, nothing that could identify it as hers. She treated it like a motel room. A bed and ceiling were all she needed and wanted right now anyways.

Turns out handling wood with bare hands like she did lead to splinters and she could be spotted picking them out of her palms over a hot plate of chicken and potatoes. Nothing special.]


( ooc: people are totally allowed to either walk in on Raylene finishing up, leaving, walking around afterwards or at the restaurant! or all four if you want!)