Frankie had been pretty strung out since Christmas eve, drinking and sleeping on people's couches. Mostly Julian's friends. When she did return home it was briefly, when her parents were in bed, for a change or clothes or more money. It had been pretty fun actually, but she was paying the price with dark circles under her eyes and shaking hands.

She walked into Sam's party tiredly, finding Charlie and getting a little pick me up off of him. Swallowing it with some JD, she dug around in her pockets for her lighter and tutted, as it wasn't there. "Lighter anyone?" She shouted above the noise.