Who: Jessica Jones, OTA What: Still gotta pay the bills Where: Brooklyn When: Monday Afternoon Status: Inc, open
Jessica Jones walked out of the office building for Pulse magazine, squinting in the manila envelope at the check the manager had given her on the latest piece. It was rather impressive, her new-found ability to cobble together bullshit on a deadline. Meant that her landlord could shut his ass up and she could get some good food this week. Not that she was some Betty Crocker, but even private detectives get tired of smokes and ramen.
She swung by a food cart got herself some coffee before making it back to her apartments. When grabbing the mail, it looked like she got some more inquiries for cases. Some bullshit ones, like usual, but maybe something'd come up.