Jo Harvelle (i_shoot) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2008-12-24 22:42:00 |
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Entry tags: | dean winchester, joanna harvelle |
all i want for christmas is my cell phone back [OPEN]
Call it the December blues, the lack of holiday spirit, or the fact that Jo was never happy in the weeks after a zombie clean up operation. Besides coming closing her life and losing contact with one Dean Winchester, Jo had lost her cell phone to the force of gravity, concrete and some zombie's shoe. Great. Now with no communication, no change, and no pay phone, Jo had been forced to retreat with what remained of her supplies and regroup away from her apartment, wherever it was now. She hadn't been able to find her way back just yet, and part of her was almost afraid of what Dean would say to her when she found him again. Would he be made that she had not listened to him? In truth, she couldn't remember ever listening to him in the first place, except for when she was being saved. But she hadn't needed saving. Not this time.
Wandering the City at this hour of night, Jo just felt down in general. Her search for a new cell phone hadn't gone all that well, even with the holidays in full swing. She had just liked her old one too much. Maybe she didn't want one after all, although her search for quarters hadn't gone over that well either. She sighed, brushing her blonde hair away from her face before tucking her hands back into her jacket pockets. What was she so afraid of? It couldn't have been that hard to track down a cell phone distributor and to get a new phone with her old number back, except that it was.
Maybe she needed a drink after all.