(LMAO!)

(I'm a fucking Angel da fuq y'all talking about)

*Takes a breathe and looks to her*
I don't know if you're allowed to tell me what happened, but our.....friend lives here and we would like to know what's going on?....What happened?

*Nate sits on the couch in his apartment, tossing a spoon and lighter onto the coffee table*

*He holds the syringe in his hand up to the light and flicks it, then squeezes the air bubbles out*

*He puts the syringe down and checks his phone as it vibrates, reading the text*

^Lauren... Do I know anyone named Lauren?^

*He shrugs and picks the syringe back up*

-Cathy-
You're close friends? *sighs and raises an eyebrow*

*gets out of shower and cuts off music*
*grabs towel and his phone*
*sees the text about Lauren*
^I didnt know her but bless her soul^

*Leo looks to Becca and then back to her*
Yeah, you could say that. We met a few weeks back at the bar, and she was a little snappy, but we ended up exchanging numbers, and we've talked after that a few times.
*Sighs and looks the officer in the eye*
Did someone hurt her?

*sniffles and picks at the grass*
*gets up and dusts myself off*

*begins brushing teeth*
^work today...yay!^

-Cathy-
*sighs*
Well did you all know she was suffering from depression? I have to ask that question.

*sits on the bed, strumming my guitar going over lyrics*

*Shakes my head*
No. I didn't at least.
*Frowns*

*finishes brushing teeth*
*puts on underwear and t-shirt*
*walks to kitchen humming*

-Cathy-
I'm sorry for your loss...*Cathy walks away and talks into her radio, and Becca and Leo is able to hear* suicide on Franklin St. Apartments...no need for homicide to come in.

*bites my lip and looks at Leo*

*Wipes one more tear from my eye and shakes my head, turning*
I have to go Becca, I'll catch up with you later.
^Everything is at home, get there and you can forget about all this.^

*The paramedics wheeler her body into the ambulance and drive off*