Tiny Sleeping Animals

Johannes sleeps on the floor. Using the bottom of his backpack for a pillow.

Sierra wants to shoot up. It's only then she realizes her backpack's still in the Escalade. Panic seizes her, but not enough to wake Johannes. So she sits crosslegged on the floor next to him, shaking, arms wrapped around her legs, chin resting on her knees.

Doesn't matter, I wouldn't shoot up in her house anyway.
She's been so kind. She doesn't even have a cigarette.

Sierra can hear the front door open. You forgot this in his car.
Her backpack.

Go to sleep now.

Thanks.