pups_dt (pups_dt) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2009-05-13 09:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | jason, jazz, ota, palug |
Gardens, Late Afternoon, Jazz and OTA (MW)
A few days under her belt and Jazz believed the worst was behind her. She'd avoided Jane on Tuesday, making sure to find something outside the apartment to do before the maid had even arrived, and working helped. Nobody knew there, and it was easier to pretend nothing was out of the ordinary.
She swallowed the whispers she heard from the pair of maids she'd had the misfortune of crossing paths with, and ignored the looks she got when she passed the security desk...As it turned out, there was only thing she couldn't handle with a combination of poise, grace and false deafness.
Joy.
All it took was one, not exactly whispered, drop of the word "whore" and Jazz was abandoning all hope of getting coffee from the Mocha and retreating to the Gardens.
There she settled on a bench, pulling her legs up to her chest and resting her chin on her knees. Still bristling, she studied an early blooming flower across the way and tried to decide if it would be worth it go walk to the closest Starbucks for coffee, or if she should just call it day and go home.