Who: Tess Doerner and Open What: Just trying to exist When: Friday afternoon Where: Out on the streets Warnings: TBA Status: Open/On-going
There were times Tess wished she'd never listened to Kevin, never gone to visit her grandniece. If she hadn't listened, she wouldn't be in this broken hellscape. Wouldn't live in constant fear of everything and everyone. Wouldn't feel like she was betraying everyone she'd known back home. Wouldn't feel like something was still wrong with her.
Because sometimes she wondered if Shawn really had successfully cured her or if she'd just gotten lucky for a while. Her brain just didn't feel right anymore.
Then again, a solid year of taking what she could do and using it in any way she could was bound to get to a girl. Not to mention that working for Alex Manes was probably the worst thing she could ever do. But it was also the best, because doing so meant she stayed alive. Tess was full aware of the fact that she was exactly the sort of person Alex enjoyed taking out. And she was also full aware of the fact that she stayed alive only so long as she was still useful.
At the moment, though, she was on her own. On her own and walking home, hands jammed deep into the pockets of the light sweater she wore. All she wanted to do was get back to her shitty little apartment and stay there until Alex needed her again.