Sometimes you have to get away [RP for amoment_stunsus]

[loves_thedark]

Libby was tired but she was also nervous and keyed up. Usually nightfall calmed her nerves, made that itch go away and gave her a chance to really breathe. Tonight, it wasn't working. She'd been in the truck for ten hours almost straight because she hadn't wanted to stop, hadn't wanted to give anyone that might have been following her a chance to

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[amoment_stunsus]

Luke caught sight of his iPhone light and picked it up. His empty Microsoft Word document sat untouched while the cursor blinked and mocked him. Frowning, he answered.

"Am I a relief organization now?" he asked, trying to lighten the already tense mood. After, he relayed his address to the girl making sure to stay on the phone while she navigated his hometown.

When she pulled in front of his house, he opened the front door and waved, not sure what else to do.

[loves_thedark]

Libby waved in response and snapped her phone shut, tucking it into the pocket of her jeans. She grabbed the silver glitter guitar sitting on the passenger side of the bench seat and her overnight bag. She hadn't brought a lot but there was one more suitcase in the back of the truck. She figured she'd get it later when Lucas didn't run screaming.

"Hey," she said in greeting as she walked toward him. "Thanks again and...thanks for staying up for me."

[amoment_stunsus]

Lucas wanted to say that he was going to be up no matter what. But, he thought better of it as he stepped aside. "It's nothing, Libby," he said, casting a side glance. He couldn't help but check if anybody had followed her.

Closing the door behind him, he made sure to lock it, raising an eyebrow at the silver guitar.

[loves_thedark]

Libby saw the eyebrow and shrugged. "Music major. Girly girl equals glitter guitar." She put it against the wall and set her bag down.

"So...officially, I'm Liberty aka Libby," she said holding her hand out to shake.