The ride to Caleb's apartment was almost unbearable. All Lola wanted to do was go home, and she couldn't help but wish that she'd wake up and that this would all have be an alcohol induced dream. Blinking, she took in the space that this man called home. It was cold and utilitarian, just like him. Pulling her unruly hair into a ponytail with the band that she had wrapped around her wrist, she headed for the bathroom to change into the jeans and t-shirt from TJ. The grass skirt was starting to really grate on her, just like the company. It would be getting a big fat zero in the amazon review, that was for sure.

[i]Make yourself at home...[/i]

How exactly did one make themselves at home with a stranger that they'd just seen beat the living crap out of someone? Lola felt increasingly shaky as she practically tiptoed to the bathroom. It all felt like some surreal alternative reality. Like she was watching, rather than participating in it. As she removed the ill advised costume, she felt some relief to be in a pair jeans, even if they weren't hers. She always thought that she looked far better in casual clothes. The t-shirt was a little short,Vanessa clearly lacked in the boob department,but hey, beggars can't be choosers.

There was a rather large part of Lola's mind panicking about what was going to happen to her. What was he going to do? He couldn't just make her stay here forever. Surely she'd be dead already if that was the plan? It was mind numbing, not to mention claustrophobic. The scariest thing, was that now [b]she[/b] was just as guilty as the rest of these goons. Walking back into the living area, she pointed to the kitchen before glancing blankly at Caleb. 

"Can I get some water?"

One tiny thing was niggling at Lola more then anything else. Despite the fatality, the abduction, the accessory to capitol homicide; she still found him attractive. Now that really did make her more than slightly unnerved by her current state of mind. She'd always had fairly horrific taste in guys, but for trouble alone, this one had to take centre stage.

[i]Oh Lola, life was so much simpler back on the farm.[/i]