Thread: Clinging to Ashes (Translucentfeathers & Erebus)

Cara settled into the driver seat of her car, pushing a stray strand of honey toned hair from her eyes where the mess of wild untamed curls fell freely down her shoulders to her waist. With a hum she reached out and tugged the door shut before setting the key into the ignition, listening as her car rumbled to life beneath her before she pulled out of the parking lot of her current apartmenr building to begin navigating the streets. It had been a while before since she had been in need of finding a new place. The apartment she currently resided in was just fine, but her current roommate decided once the lease was up she was moving in with her new boyfriend across town, which left Cara alone and with the recent spike in rent there was no way she could keep up with the rise in rate by herself. The quest to find a new place had begun, and she hated every moment of it. Time was running out and she scoured the advertisements desperately, every day she had off devoted to visiting new complexes, inquiring about rooms available in houses and every time she was met with creeps or dumps. Cara tapped her foot idly, the black high rise lace up combat boots stained with paint thinner and scuffed beyond repair making a dull thud noise that was drowned out by the sound of the highway as she searched for the exit she was supposed to take. It had been a long day but the person who posted the advertisement said this was the only time she was willing to meet her to show Cara rhe living space and discuss the terms of the lease. So instead of a night in with her canvases and a pack of cigarettes she was running on fumes from a breakfast devoured almost ten hours ago with a nicotine fit looming over her shoulder. Long fingers searched through her pockets and she hummed in approval as she located the pack of smokes and managed to pull out the last one. A few moments later and she was relaxing visably as she rolled down her window before pulling off on the exit that the poster of the ad had directed her to take. She blew a stream of smoke out of the cracked window, ignoring the bite of cold air in hopes of not smelling too much like a chimney when she first showed up. Cara kept out a watchful eye, studying the directions she had written on her hand while she drove, scanning the street signs to make the right turns. When she pulled up to the place she took another long drag from her cigarette before opening her car door to flick the ashes away from the tip, effectively putting it out before tossing it in the little fold out ash tray before snapping it shut. She grabbed some gum to chew and straightened her hair a bit, brushing her fingers through the dark golden locks loosely before unfolding herself as she climbed out of the vehicle. She took a moment, standing in the winter chill to study the place. It wasn't what she expected but it didn't look like a villain from a horror movie would come racing out wielding a bloody chainsaw so there was that. A nice apartment building, much nicer than what she could afford on her own and in a prime location, both close to downtown and the University. She fiddled with the long dark green sweater she wore, the thick soft woven fibers were a comfort, the long sleeves hanging below those of the heavy leather jacket that hung from her shoulders. Her jeans were thin and full of frayed holes but the grey leggings underneath kept her warm and stayed the cool air. Her scuffed and boots were laced tightly, coming up over her jeans to mid calf, the thick woolen socks inside of them peeked out over the edge of her boots while keeping her comfortable despite the weather. Cara tossed her long hair over a shoulder, nimble fingers adorned with silver rings tucking the curls behind an ear sporting multiple studs and an industrial piercing as she walked up to the apartment building, walking inside the complex and hunting down the right door. Her dark blue eyes studied the door for a moment as she burrowed further into her jacket, a hand reaching out to knock firmly at the door as she shuffled her slender five foot four frame against the cold.