Who: Jo Harvelle and OPEN What: Drinking Where: Beach, as far away from the Manor as possible When: Monday Afternoon Rating: TBD Minimum: Free Status: Incomplete
Jo had asked the zombies that seemed to run the place for a sixpack of beer so she could get away from the manor house and still have enough beer to get a small buzz going. She admitted to herself she wouldn't be able to carry enough beer to get herself drunk, so she headed out with a six-pack dangling from her hand, the bottles clinking as she walked. She wanted to get away from that damn mansion and she just kept walking until she hit the beach on the far side of the island. This place was so goddamn small. She was used to being able to jump in her car and drive for as long as she could, and there weren't even any cars in this place because they weren't needed. They only needed to walk at most an hour to get anywhere on the island.
She plopped down on the sand dropping the beers beside her and looking out at the water as she pulled the first beer out, popped the cap off and took a long swig. She wasn't sure if she was dead anymore. She'd think that if she were, Heaven would be a little more... to her liking.