[She doesn't bother texting him or even calling him, opting to show up at the front door instead. She could knock, and to her credit she does, but the door isn't answered quickly enough for her liking so she moves to find a window instead. One of the windows at the side of the cottage is unlocked and she's squeezing herself through it. It's...not the most graceful breaking-and-entering she's done before, but this isn't the first time she's found her way into Trevor's house. Usually it's to raid his fridge but this time there's something more important to take care of that doesn't involve stuffing her face.
She claws a bit at the windowsill, hair in her face as she tries to wriggle in. It's only when she hears familiar footsteps approaching that she's calling out to the Hunter.]
Trevor! It's an emergency!
[Thud. When he does come across her it'll be at the tail end of her struggle, as she finally pushes herself through the window and falls unceremoniously to the floor. It's fine. This is fine.]
im sorry
She claws a bit at the windowsill, hair in her face as she tries to wriggle in. It's only when she hears familiar footsteps approaching that she's calling out to the Hunter.]
Trevor! It's an emergency!
[Thud. When he does come across her it'll be at the tail end of her struggle, as she finally pushes herself through the window and falls unceremoniously to the floor. It's fine. This is fine.]