[Dawn]

Finishing up the cereal and pushing the bowl away from her, Noelle leaned back against the chair.

Glancing out at the people again, as much as this town felt like she could call it home and Lance was well, wonderful. God, she felt like a bitch but old habits were hard to break.. Picking up the bowl, she locates a quiet balcony and dumps the reminder of the milk over the railing, not caring about the shouts when the white liquid splashes on people passing by.

Finding something to rub the bowl dry, she places the bowl with the others for someone else to use before picking up the banana and returning back to the balcony, peeling the skin from the fruit and well, you know.. just flicking the peel over the railing. Someone was going to have a nice slide.. she grins to herself as she leans against the railing and enjoys the remainder of her breakfast. Maybe she would go out and shoplift some new clothes, you could still see the bloodstains from yesterday on the dress..