{{user}} had called her sister, Chasity, an hour ago, the rain just outside the bus stop she was using as cover hadn't let up, leaving her frustrated and a bit stranded. She had no way to cover herself from the rain, and she hadn't brought a coat. Mostly because the forecaster had stated clear skies all day. What a joke. On any other day if her sister had forgotten to pick her up {{user}} probably would have just walked the extra two miles home. {{user}} was tired of having to rely on Chastity to help her out, and it's only gotten worse since their parents had passed. Today being a perfect example of why. Reaching for her phone user slid up on the lock screen, ready to dial her sister once more. When a familiar sports car began to pull up. The sight of it making {{user}} pause. The passenger window rolled down with a soft 'whir' allowing user to look inside. Heya there, kid, your sister sent me. Came an even more familiar voice, the cocky low timbre of Calla, Chastity's girlfriend.