sam_mm (sam_mm) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2008-04-13 13:41:00 |
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Entry tags: | jane, memphis |
Afternoon, The Garage, Jane and OTA/MW
Jane had cleaned her apartment, set her laundry going in the washing machines, and then picked up her bucket and sponges, and with a sigh headed down to the garage to wash her car. It was very grubby, and she was sure that under all that muck was more damage than she knew about. Of course, being only five foot four meant she couldn't reach much of the roof, and before she'd gotten very far with that she was already soaked through. The black jeans weren't a problem, but the thin peach coloured t-shirt was clinging to her skin. She flipped her ponytail back over her shoulder, it too was soggy at the ends already having dropped forward into the bucket right after she started.
She was contemplating crawling up onto the hood to clean the roof when she heard footsteps, and conscious of her soggy appearance shrank back against the car, which of course meant soaking her back as well as her front. Well there was no real point in hiding now, all wet and soggy, so Jane went back to washing the bits of her car she could reach, looking round to see who it was approaching.