Who: Jessica and Dan What: Introductions Where: Food Court When: 4ish a.m. on Monday morning Closed/Incomplete/Sweary
Jessica was getting coffee. Because she wanted it, not because her hands were shaking or because her stomach was churning and definitely not because Hemmingway had suggested it. She just wanted it. And she didn't want to make it, so she went to the food court looking for it.
She shambled in, wearing the same jeans and tank top she'd put on yesterday (or was it the day before) but no shoes. Tying her boots just seemed like too much work once she'd decided to leave her apartment.
She crashed her way through a few stalls before she finally found some coffee that was still at least decently warm and poured herself a cup. She groaned with the first sip and plopped herself down on the nearest counter-top.