Jeremy was feeling pretty good. It was hard to say he had a good morning, what with the events of the haunted apartment hanging over his head. But if he could just push those memories to the back of his mind...

Jeremy's expression slowly changed from his unconscious grimace back into a loose smile, the weight of the bounty in his pockets helping him forget the less desirable memories. Really, it was pretty amazing how much wealth changed his outlook on life. The copious amounts of ginger ale he had drunk had eased his quesiness, and he had paid for it himself! Imagine how much chocolate he could buy... Well, he should probably save it for now, but that wouldn't stop him from feeling happy.

Jeremy didn't have much going on today, so he was having a relaxed stroll back to his apartment when he suddenly stopped in his tracks. In front of him was the one thing he feared the most - a girl! One older than him, at that. A very [i]disheveled[/i] girl. His instincts warred over his nervousness and he wondered how she'd gotten hurt. It was pretty weird to see something like that in broad daylight.

Curiosity won over cowardice and Jeremy decided to approach. Maybe she needed the help of a healthy young boy with a fair amount of money.
"Um, excuse me..." He said, walking closer to the girl's back. 
Closing the distance allowed him to see the extent of her injuries. It didn't seem to be anything major, but the blond haired girl seemed very tired. In fact, he could practically smell the depressive mood on her. Being this close suddenly made him somewhat nervous again.
"Miss, a-are you alright?" He managed to say.

[@Crowvette]