Roy's Favorite TV Show Is Now Special Agent Oso (redarrows) wrote in newalliance, @ 2012-06-04 18:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | arsenal, jade |
Who: Jennie-Lynn Hayden and Roy Harper
NPCs: --
When: Thursday, May 31, 2012 - evening [back-dated]
Where: Jennie’s Apartment (Well Kyle and Todd’s apartment too.)
What: Roy (finally) mentions to Jennie that oh hey, Lian’s mom is in town.
Rating: PG
What a crazy, ridiculous, absolutely insane day it was! Jen didn’t even want to get into it with Kyle or Todd when she got home and spent most of the rest in her room, keeping to herself. She spent a lot of time thinking about the day that went all topsy turvey on her, worked a little, relaxed and by the time Roy had texted her she was feeling a bit better and thought she might be able to force the issue of getting Roy to her place for once. She warned her house mates, the space cop, whose affections she had stole, and her twin brother. This was happening and she wasn’t going to sneak around. End of story. No show, no debate, not a big deal. Go about your business.
After that she took a shower and got ready for company. Her room was small, but very plush, filled with hand-me-down furniture that she had some how accumilated, despite her best efforts to keep her collection of wordly possessions slim. Her one indulgence being clothes. And then Jen had way too many. She had filled an entire closet and wardrobe and still could use a second closet. But right now everything was neat and tidy.
The room like the rest of the apartment had a definite boho-chic theme going on. Thanks to, Jen as well. Kyle was in space and Jen could live in his bachelor pad any longer the way it was. So, she decorated. It was a theme that had been carried out from her bedroom. She was a big fan of textures and colors and different patterns. She had a changing screen and paper lanterns strung up along the outside of it, because she liked the aesthetic.
She just wanted things to be nice and pleasant and above all relaxing. Jen took it upon herself to crack into a bottle of wine and was enjoying a glass when Roy had texted her. She texted back the numbers in case he forgot and waited for his knock. She was still wearing street clothes, having not changed into her pajamas yet, but underneath that was a surprise.
“Hey, we gotta be quiet,” she said and pulled the door open. “Kyle’s gotta be up in the morning.” Todd, blessedly, was in the bathroom, getting ready for bed and sulking, that is nowhere to be seen.