[ It's a real pain in the ass to want to drink, but not wanting to drink alone. Especially when the two people she would normally have gone to are not particularly high on her list of those she wants to be speaking to at the moment. While she'd been good about making acquaintances, she wasn't sure that any of them were really capable of holding their own against her with a bottle of whiskey, and most of them didn't even seem old enough to drink. Why did this place kidnap so many damned children?
It was all those unfortunate predicaments that had led her to Jesse's door with a bottle under her arm, lifting her hand to knock, hoping he was actually at home. What if he was with his girlfriend? Ugh.
early march sometime
It was all those unfortunate predicaments that had led her to Jesse's door with a bottle under her arm, lifting her hand to knock, hoping he was actually at home. What if he was with his girlfriend? Ugh.
She probably should have texted first. Oh well. ]