Closed Starter || @setitallaflame​

Allie sat with her back against the concrete slab of a building, the little bit of warmth coming from the building helping her retain body heat. She pulled the thin blanket tighter around her shoulders and pushed closer to the building in an attempt at finding comfort. She was on high-alert and cautious, especially with sleeping in the alley for the night.

She was turned away from the shelter, as every bed was claimed for the night, and they were already at capacity. If only she’d have left sooner, if only she’d tried harder, if only, if only. She could curse at herself for hours, but that would only make her feel worse. Suddenly, the scuffle of footsteps down the alley pulled her out of her own mind and back to the reality of the situation.

“Hello? Who’s there?” Allie’s voice was strong, but she felt anything but.