When you need a ride... [Ella]

[Jacob Lawrence]

Freedom had never tasted so good.

With his few possessions returned him, namely his phone and his keys, he stepped outside as a free man once again. But there was one problem... he'd put his shiny black Maserati into storage before he went to the police to turn himself in. And he was so not feeling public transportation.

Which left him with one option: Ella. He withdrew his phone and turned it back on, thankful that the battery hadn't died while it was waiting for his release. It was pretty close, though. He found the brunette's name in the contacts list and sent the call through, relieved when he got through.

"Uh... Hey, Ella."

[Ella Tate]

She had every intention of sleeping in that day but her phone had other plans for her. Ella turned to find Chloe surprisingly not in bed. Chloe didn't understand the concept of sleeping in which was fine by Ella but she did love a warm body in bed. Chloe's warm body in bed was good.

But the phone didn't stop ringing. Slamming one hand on the bedside table, Ella blindly searched for her phone and once found, flipped it open and pressed the receiving end on her ear. "Sup brah." She croaked, hearing the familiar voice. "You need a fuck?" she asked, using her free hand to find her packet of cigarettes and lit one up.

[Jacob Lawrence]

Jake snorted at the rather blunt answer he received, but smiled nonetheless. That was always something he could count on Ella for. "No, not this time." He paced along the sidewalk, catching sight of a convenience store just down the road and headed for it. His stomach was aching for something that wasn't jail food.

"I do need a ride though. If you'd be willing to oblige, my dear." He tried to sound as sickly sweet as possible, hoping that maybe Ella wouldn't ask where he'd been for the past three months. (Hey, she was probably busy with that marshmallow of a girlfriend of hers. A guy can hope!)

[Ella Tate]

"Bummer. Could use a little release." She snickered, trying to snuggle back in under her covers for a little shut eye. But apparently even Jake had different plans for her. They were conspiring, her phone and Jake. She could feel it to be true.

Raising an eyebrow at the request, she kicked the covers off her and blew out a puff of smoke as she looked for some jeans. "What happened to your black beauty?" she asked, trapping the cigarette stick in between her lips, grabbing the the jeans hanging off the back of her door, jumping into them and looking around for a clean top.

"And where am I picking you up from?"

[Jacob Lawrence]

"Thought you had that little blonde piece for that? Or did you two break up again?" Jake chuckled, knowing all about the instability of that relationship. Not that it had ever stopped them from hooking up... he probably should have felt bad about that.

Jake grabbed several candy bars and bags of chips from the shelves and paid with the wadded bills that had been left in his wallet what seemed forever ago. "It's in storage. I... uh... had to put it up for a while." He carried his prizes outside and sat down on one of the benches outside the store.

"Uh... well... you know where the state penitentiary is?" It was the best landmark around... maybe Ella wouldn't catch on.

[Ella Tate]

"You don't get to tease my dysfunctional relationship, Mr. S&M." She rolled her eyes and pulled on a black tank top over her. When he mentioned putting his Maserati in storage, Ella's eyebrow raised once more.

Grabbing her keys and leather jacket, Ella went in search of some mints and walked out of the apartment.

As she was downing the mints, crushing them into tiny bits in her mouth, she stopped in her tracks when Jake mentioned where he was. "The fuck you doing...Jake...you're not in prison are you?" She asked, her eyebrow disappearing into her mess of hair.

[Jacob Lawrence]

Jake laughed in the midst of shoving a Snickers bar into his mouth, pausing until the chuckles subsided and so that he could properly chew it. "Oh please, at least I felt bad when I cheated on him." He smirked, wishing he could see her face.

He reclined back in the bench, savoring the candy for a moment while he heard shuffling and movement on the other end of the phone. But then Ella did catch on and Jake grimaced.

"Noooo.. not anymore." He sounded a bit sheepish, still not able to wrap his head around where he'd been and what he'd done.

[Ella Tate]

Ella laughed at his quip. "Funny. Very funny." She rolled her eyes and started the car. "You seem to forget you're asking me for help here, Lawrence." She moved out of her parking space and almost hit the emergency brake when Jake answered more or less the affirmative.

"The hell, Jake!" She demanded on the phone before moving off once more. "I'm driving. I'll call you when I get there." She rolled her eyes, threw her phone in the passenger seat and drove to collect the ex-convict.

[OOC: Continued here]