[center][hr][hr][h1][color=f26522][b]Cynthia McMillan[/b][/color][/h1]
[img]http://i.perezhilton.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/10/btvs-buffy-the-vampire-slayer-32884223-500-250.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] The hotel[/center][hr] 

	Cynthia grumbled a bit as her face was planted into the pillow, her hair disheveled all over the place as she tucked her hands under her chest and refused to look around just yet. She had spent the evening with the sisters, rambling on and on about nothing and everything. Then came sleep time, and she still rambled in her sleep. Muttering this and that about stars, it always went back to the stars. Then partway through the night she started yelling something about getting the camera out of her face before she finally shut up. It had been a restless night for the woman, every night was like that. 

	Pushing the fluffy pillow down she glanced around and hissed slightly at the light. [color=f26522]"It burns us,"[/color] she grumbled as she squinted her eyes, sounding rather like Gizmo from Gremlins when she spoke. Huffing she finally rolled over onto her back and pulled her pillow out from underneath her head as she stared at the ceiling. Mornings had never and would never be Cynthia's [i]thing.[/i]

	She smiled as she heard Riley ordering breakfast. [color=f26522]"Thank you,"[/color] she said rather uncrazy like. Mornings, while she hated them, where the best time of day for her. The crazy seemed to stay asleep for a few hours when she woke and she could focus a lot better. Granted that could be cut down to a few minutes, it just all depended on how stressed she got. 

	Turning her head she looked over towards Tuesday and perked a brow as she sat up. She knew that look well. There had been so many people that had been locked up with her over the years that hadn't been crazy but had been detoxing. Cynthia didn't know what the woman was detoxing from but she knew it was something. Sitting up she grabbed her purse and pulled out a prescription pill bottle. In the bottle were little white pills with BAC 10 stamped into them. Taking one for herself and then slipping out of bed and holding it out to Tuesday she smiled a bit. 

	[color=f26522]"Baclofen. They give it to me since I hurt my back while being restrained years ago. It'll helps with the shakes and yeah... it helps,"[/color] she said quietly. She knew she probably shouldn't be handing out pills to someone in Tuesdays condition but she had seen these same pills used on others going through detox in the mental ward. One pill wouldn't kill her. Setting the pill down on the dresser next to the coffee maker and tea bag she turned away as if it was nothing and went to find her clothing. 

	Stopping as she heard yelling outside she walked over to the window and peeked outside. [color=f26522]"Ada and Kai are already at it,"[/color] she chuckled. 

[center][hr][hr][h1][color=white][b]Timothy Grayson[/b][/color][/h1]
[img]http://media1.popsugar-assets.com/files/2014/04/08/747/n/1922283/d59dede92e9bb2c5_Tim-Riggins-tim-riggins-24296954-500-281.xxxlarge/i/Youre-lost-his-eyes-right.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Sheriff's Office[/center][hr] 

	Tim looked up from his desk as Jacob was shown into the room by one of his deputies. Closing the folder of files he was looking at and setting his cup down on the desk. Leaning forward he laced his fingers together after motioning for the man to have a seat in the chair opposite of him. 

	"Okay, what do you have to show me?" he asked. It was obvious the man hadn't gotten any sleep and that he was a bit frazzled from everything going on but for a cop that hadn't ever had to deal with a murder case and then suddenly five dead in less than forty-eight hours, he was handling it remarkably well.