Who: Chris and Bobby (and phantom!James) What: Revenge part deux. When: During the dance Where: Outside Bobby's apartment Rating: PG-13+
Although Chris' mood had lightened considerably since Jenna had agreed not to go to the Valentine's Day dance with a random creep her bitch of a cousin had picked out for her, he was still angry that the situation had even arisen in the first place. Why Bobby Riley had decided that he was unfit for Jenna was beyond him. He'd done nothing (well, okay, nothing major) to get such a ridiculous reaction out of her, and that had been even before he'd come back from the off-island facility.
So when he'd passed Bobby's apartment on his way to get ready for Jenna's, he hadn't been able to help himself. She was sitting alone in her kitchen. With a window open, just asking for it, begging for it.
So he settled himself a safe distance away, leaning nonchalantly on the building next to hers as he felt the familiar feeling of his consciousness stretching out, slithering forward over the wall and through the open window until it latched on to hers. He grimaced as he had to adjust to her head, a place that seemed more chaotic than it had been the last time he'd visited. He liked to think he had something to do with that.
But he had to focus now on what he wanted her to see. He took in a deep breath and concentrated.
Out of nowhere James, looking dapper, stepped into her kitchen, but he wasn't happy to see his girlfriend- if their 'it's complicated' status could be phrased that way. He was angry. His hands slipped tensely into his pockets. "Happy Valentine's Day," he drawled.