alejandro and jezebelle

Who: Alejandro and Jezebelle
Where: Alejandro's place
When: Before school

Alejandro hadn't exactly waited up for Jezebelle. Not really. She was her own person, and allowed to be out until all hours of the night if she wanted to. Hell, she was a fae, even if she was just a little girl. She wasn't exactly helpless. But she was still a little girl, and living under his roof, and whether or not he actually, consciously waited up for her, he didn't actually fall asleep until he heard the door click open and click shut again, as quietly as someone could open and close a locked door in the middle of the night.

The next morning, he made sure he was up before she had to be up and getting ready for school. He actually made breakfast, too, since he had to do something with the time.

Who: Alejandro and Jezebelle
Where: Alex's house
When: Midday

After having walked the last couple miles to his house, Alejandro was tired, irritable, and far more pleased than he should have been just to see someplace familiar and even remotely welcoming. His last hitched ride had dropped him off by the side of the 41, and never had he cursed his choice to live farther from the highway more than now, when he'd had to walk the whole way from said highway to the house.

At least it wasn't too hot, or anything. That was something, right? He was trying hard to find a "bright side" in all this, but it was hard. Alejandro just wasn't a natural optimist.

Hardly seeing at anything except the door, focused entirely on his goal of getting inside and being home, he stumbled up the porch and inside. The front door was unlocked, which either meant Jezebelle was still there or she'd left the door unlocked. Or he'd been robbed or vandalized or something which, given his luck lately, wouldn't have surprised him. Nothing looked missing, though. His first act upon being home was to go straight for the fridge, because if he was lucky, Jezebelle was still there and she had found some way to make the money he'd left her stretch and there'd be food. Because damn, he was hungry.