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Who: PJ Lockly & Jason Calderon
When: August 10, 7:30AM
Where: The diner.
Rating/Warning: PG
Despite having gotten home late the night before, falling asleep around 2am, PJ was wide awake around 6am. She'd been a little weary when she'd rolled over and caught the time on her alarm, but where most people would have covered their head and gone back to bed, she gotten up and took a shower. She'd always preferred the early morning to any other time, so she'd decided that it was a perfect opportunity to walk around town, perhaps run a few of her errands.
She'd tucked her keys, id & money, and lip gloss into the pockets of her slacks, then grabbed her rented movies. Luckily it wasn't a long walk from the apartments, and so she handled her first, and most boring in her opinion, errand right off the bat. She'd slipped the movies into the return slot, then happily headed to the diner for breakfast.
She waved, when she knew the person, a little at those who were also wandering the city. Grinning when she passed the grocery store and arrived to the diner, quickly heading inside and snagging one of the spots on the counter (they were always the best to listen to other patrons tell stories, and even occasionally jump in herself).
When: August 10, 7:30AM
Where: The diner.
Rating/Warning: PG
Despite having gotten home late the night before, falling asleep around 2am, PJ was wide awake around 6am. She'd been a little weary when she'd rolled over and caught the time on her alarm, but where most people would have covered their head and gone back to bed, she gotten up and took a shower. She'd always preferred the early morning to any other time, so she'd decided that it was a perfect opportunity to walk around town, perhaps run a few of her errands.
She'd tucked her keys, id & money, and lip gloss into the pockets of her slacks, then grabbed her rented movies. Luckily it wasn't a long walk from the apartments, and so she handled her first, and most boring in her opinion, errand right off the bat. She'd slipped the movies into the return slot, then happily headed to the diner for breakfast.
She waved, when she knew the person, a little at those who were also wandering the city. Grinning when she passed the grocery store and arrived to the diner, quickly heading inside and snagging one of the spots on the counter (they were always the best to listen to other patrons tell stories, and even occasionally jump in herself).
