| Jordan Bennet // Anerael ( @ 2009-06-13 02:30:00 |
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| Entry tags: | brian gallagher, jordan bennet |
Monday January 28, 2008
Who: Jordan - Open
When: Afternoon
Where: The Arts and Trade Enclave
What: Getting in out of the rain
Jordan really hated the rain, beyond just about anything else, including stupid people who got in her way from getting home. She'd brought an umbrella of course, but it wasn't good enough. She didn't know why she bothered coming out in the rain, except that she felt some morbid sense of duty to the people waiting to be buried. She should have told herself that they could wait another day to be put in the ground because they were fucking dead and they didn't give a shit when they were buried. But for some reason she'd gone out when it hadn't been raining in the morning to the funeral home and stayed the rest of the day when she should have been sitting at home.
By the time the day was out, it was raining and she was in a bad mood. Though she was always in a bad mood, this one was more than usual. She'd only gotten as far as the enclave before she gave in and came in out of the rain. It was a pity because she didn't want to be here either, looking at a bunch of crap. Yes, she considered it crap pretty much. She didn't see anything that she really needed or wanted to buy, but she wandered around a bit, trying to keep her mind off the fact that she was wet. Wet, and grumpy and sore now thanks to the rain. It hurt her, it drained her. She felt exhausted, and beyond grumpy.
At least this way there wouldn't be a chance of her catching anyone on fire. No she was pretty much without anything but her sharp wit and of course her fists. Though she did like to hit people. Out of habit, she reached in her pocket and pulled out her cigarettes. Were people supposed to smoke in here? Probably not, but she didn't care. However when she put the cigarette up to her lips she realized that she couldn't light the damn thing. And she didn't have a lighter, why the hell would she need one of those. Dammit. Now she needed to find someone with a light. Definitely not happy.