[center][h1][color=7ea7d8]Lydia Weaver[/color][/h1]
[hr]Location: The Creepy House (again)
Interacting With: Jeanna Grayson[/center][hr]

Lydia watched as Jeanna wrote down what she was saying. Stuff like police work never really interested her, that was more of her cousin's department. She never really cared about it, and the one time she did get curious and look into something, someone wound up dead. The little kitten in her arms provided some comfort, especially when it started purring again. The little thing made it easier for her to talk about what had happened.

When Jeanna offered to give her a ride, she nodded. She didn't really want to walk back, and didn't really want to be alone at the moment. [color=7ea7d8]"Yeah, thanks I'd appreciate that. I don't think I live too far from here. I've been staying up on Forrester Drive with some family,"[/color] she said, before going back to petting the little kitten again, still finding its purr to be soothing.