Felicity
The night air felt great as Felicity stepped out of Moe's Bar. Everyone had decided to head out. Weston drove Sasha home after his glance towards Felicity reassured her that nothing more than a ride home would occur.
He offered her one as well but after the occurrence behind the bar, she felt it better she got herself home.
She didn't want to be in a stuffy car. Not with how beautiful the night had turned out. She decided to walk instead. At least for a little while. Then she would call her Uber. But for now, she needed to walk, think, and breathe.
Her feet led her right to the cemetery. Normal people wouldn't be caught, well... dead, wandering the cemetery in the dark, but she was far from normal. Death didn't scare her anymore. She was used to it. She had seen it with her own two eyes so many times that it never felt odd. It was part of life. She knew that.