Who: J.D., Brigitte and whoever
Where: Brigitte's Bedroom
When: 12:00 pm
Rating: TBD
OOC: Posting order plz.

One minute J.D. was humming to himself in the basement of his highschool, setting up a bomb that would express his greatest plan in one big, fiery explosion. The next, he was on a messy bed in house he had never seen before in his freakin' life. "What. The. Hell?" the teenager swore as he sat up in the bed, brushing his hair out his eyes and looking blankly at the room. There were either two answers for this. A) He was dead and this was the after-life. And if that was the case, J.D. was seriously disappointed. He had been really hoping for clouds, angels and maybe even a harps to create the effect. That's assuming you're going to heaven, J.D. silently chided himself. There was always the other option of going to hell but somehow white pine and quilted blankets just weren't the sorta thing J.D. thought Satan would be up for.

Which lead to option B) A hospital. The only question was, what kinda hospital. J.D. looked down at his body, noticing that he was still wearing the blue jeans, black tee-shirt and usual black trench coat as always. "Huh", he sighed as he climbed out of bed and looked cautiously about the room. With a few quick strides, J.D. was out the door and in the hallway only to be faced with more doors...and more doors...all of which J.D. opened with little success. The rooms were empty and looked pretty much just like the room J.D. had woken up in. But this place doesn't look like a hospital, he was thinking as he opened the next door. Success! Another human life form was curled up under the blankets.

For a moment, all J.D. saw was dark brown hair which looked familiar and caused him to speak out loud.

"Veronica?"