WHO: Jess Moore and Sam Winchester
WHERE: Cafe down the street from the apartment building.
WHEN: Thursday afternoon
RATING: Pg-13
STATUS: In Progress
It'd been almost three weeks since they'd last spoken and she'd have to go see Brooke maybe later on that day, but other than that, she was fine. Really, she was. She licked her lips and sat at the cafe where they decided to meet and ordered a mocha latte. She played with the table cloth in front of her. She decided to go for jeans and a tshirt. She oddly found she was comfortable in them and for the time being Jo had let her borrow some of her clothes.
Now all they had to do was talk. It was going to be weird, but, she could deal. Somehow I'm sorry I look like your dead ex girlfriend wasn't cutting it with her. She wanted to see him and decided that after some talking it over with Dean and in her head that this was a good way. somewhere nice and public where she could up and leave if it got too weird. Not her apartment, not his. Public.
So, when she started to stand to leave because she was getting the jitters, she saw him starting to walk up and fell right back into her seat.
WHERE: Cafe down the street from the apartment building.
WHEN: Thursday afternoon
RATING: Pg-13
STATUS: In Progress
It'd been almost three weeks since they'd last spoken and she'd have to go see Brooke maybe later on that day, but other than that, she was fine. Really, she was. She licked her lips and sat at the cafe where they decided to meet and ordered a mocha latte. She played with the table cloth in front of her. She decided to go for jeans and a tshirt. She oddly found she was comfortable in them and for the time being Jo had let her borrow some of her clothes.
Now all they had to do was talk. It was going to be weird, but, she could deal. Somehow I'm sorry I look like your dead ex girlfriend wasn't cutting it with her. She wanted to see him and decided that after some talking it over with Dean and in her head that this was a good way. somewhere nice and public where she could up and leave if it got too weird. Not her apartment, not his. Public.
So, when she started to stand to leave because she was getting the jitters, she saw him starting to walk up and fell right back into her seat.