Rocket needed to get outside. She had been spending too much time in her room, and eventually someone was going to notice she was missing. Even if she didn’t want to, even if it was late, she just had to get outside. Besides, her mother would kill her if she smoked inside. Hell, she would kill her if she knew she smoked outside, but what she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her. She threw one of her brothers sweatshirts over her usual get up of some box cut tee shirt and jeans. She made sure that the sleeves completely covered her arms, and slipped a pack of cigarettes into her pocket, along with her lighter, before folding her arms across her chest, and walking down the stairs.
She didn’t even bother to scribble down a note and just walked straight out of the door into the cool spring night air. As soon as she was far enough away from the house, she pulled out the pack and lit one, knowing here she would be safe from her parents prying eyes, and her brother’s disapproving glances. Funny how he would tell her she shouldn’t be smoking or drinking, right before asking her to pass the item in question over to him. Right now she didn’t want to deal with anyone, much less her family, but that’s when she saw the familiar silhouette approaching. It’s not that she had a problem with Spider, she didn’t have too much a problem with anyone really, but she just didn’t want to be around people right now, so she turned and inhaled the smoke, hoping he would pass her by.