elysia & adrienne - fancy meeting you again.  This was the
street.  Elysia bit her lip as she looked around.  She couldn’t
see her.  She took a step forward, sidestepping a few fallen
branches as she did so.  It had stormed the night before.  She
pulled the flask out of her jeans and took a swig before quickly
placing it back in her pocket.  She needed liquid courage if she
was going to do this.  She was purposely seeking out her past,
something she had vowed to never do, but seeing her again…
Adrienne.  Adrienne, the girl who had partied with her until the
crack of dawn, the girl who had licked ecstasy off her stomach,
the girl she had constantly cheated on her boyfriend with… the
girl who had been just a girl.  Or maybe more.  She should have
retrieved the address online.  It couldn’t have been that hard. 
Last she had heard, Adrienne was a model.  Her address was most
likely on the internet.  One click and she could have had it,
could have written down, but Elysia had never been one for
finding the simple