Who: Jordan Two Delta and Clarke Griffin What: Random run-in When: Wednesday afternoon Where: Cafe at That Book Place Warnings: TBA Status: Closed/On-going
Jordan was kind of over all the shenanigans going on Pretty much everybody else in her house was, too, she thought. The only one really dealing with anything was Stiles, but he was dealing with tiny werewolves who weren't supposed to be tiny werewolves. That required enough cope and deal for their entire household, if you asked her.
She was tucked away in Starbucks on this particular morning, choosing to hide someplace with caffeine and a book. Hey, why not? She was off, she didn't have anywhere else to be, and she liked reading. She had her little list of books she'd put together from the library and off recommendations from other people and the internet, and it was cool out which meant that today was the perfect sort of day to buy one of those books and just sit with it.
And since it was the coffee shop at the bookstore, it was less busy than Starbucks, which was nice. Busy environment, but still quiet. She glanced up, looking around and catching sight of a young woman she recognized. Took her a moment to put a name to the face, though. Clarke. They'd talked before, she thought, about their worlds.
She gave a slight nod of greeting, the sort of thing to gave to anybody you knew.