Hailey awoke with the dawn. She scratched her white blonde hair and crawled out of bed wearing sweats and a black tank top. She yawned, going to her dresser and avoiding all makeup but eyeliner. She threw the black stick back on the dresser top, pulling the husband’s dog tags out from the inside of her shirt and letting them lay on her chest. Her pale form waltzed into the kitchen, grabbing the orange juice and some vodka. Mixing them up without bothering to measure, she put them away and tasted. She made a face at first, putting in too much vodka, but just shrugging it off before stepping outside her trailer door. She squinted at the dusky sunlight, leaning against the side of her home, crossing her ankles and taking another sip of her inconspicuous drink.

Her eyes eventually landed on Roxy, whose son was playing in a little pool. She smiled softly, green eyes finally opening the rest of the way and sighing happily. She had a lot running through her mind, like what to eat besides peanut butter on bread for lunch. For the moment though, she was just enjoying watching the little boy splash. She didn’t bother waving to Roxy, as the girl was eagerly watching her son and Hailey wasn’t going to interrupt the moment. 

Her gaze was disturbed by the appearance of Scott though, and Hailey took another drink and nodded. “You got 700 for me?” she asked, eyes staying his face and not bothering to look down at his cash until he pulled it out.