friday : january 25, 2008
Who: Jordan - open
When: Evening
Where: The cafe
What: Grabbing a bite to eat

The day had been slow but steady, and by the end Jordan was feeling more tired than she was letting on. It was saying something since she rarely felt tired at all. It wasn't like there had really been a rush of new people to bury, or the dead come knocking on her door. She couldn't quite explain what had caused this new wave of tiredness, but she hoped it would be ending sooner rather than later. In any case, it had caused her to actually wrap up things early and head home sooner than she would have normally.

After she had shut everything down, Jordan headed for home. About half way there though, she realized how hungry she was. And for the first time in a long time, she didn't feel like just finding whatever was around to eat. Normally she loathed going to places that had actual people in them. Too many people around her bugged her. But the prospect of going home and sitting alone in her house and having to cook was something that was even less appealing.

Finally giving in, she stopped at the cafe to grab a bite to eat. She was more than a bit anal when it came to certain things, eating was one of them. By the time she gathered her food and sat down at one of the empty tables, she had rearranged her food so that everything was perfectly neat and straight. Her silverware was as straight as she could possibly get it, and everything she ate was possibly in alphabetical order. But that was besides the point. There were some other people around, none that she knew or cared to know. Though there might not be too many other places to sit, except for the empty chairs at her table.

But it wasn't like she'd bite someone's head off if they asked to sit with her. Right?