Lorna Summers ate all the cookies (![]() ![]() @ 2012-12-14 00:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, big mcintosh, lorna dane (polaris) |
Who: Big McIntosh and Lorna Dane
What: having coffee
Where: Big Mac's orchard
When: Friday morning
Status: complete
Warnings: Low. There's a pony involved.
Lorna didn't want to bother with her scooter. She knew better, but she dipped into the petty cash anyway. A cab would be a better way to travel, and it would give her time to pull herself together. She'd been sitting on the porch of the house looking over her papers and smoking all night. Her eyes were bloodshot for more than one reason. Sometimes the pot helped, and sometimes it didn't. It wasn't the perfect solution, but at least she knew what went into it.
The cab ride was uneventful, and she spent most of it curled up in the back seat, wishing the whole Internet would just go away.
When the cab stopped she paid and tipped, and stepped out, wrapping her scarf around her face again, to ward the chilly air away. She was wearing jeans and a black t-shirt with her brown coat done up and her red scarf. She looked for the house Big Mac had said was his, and knocked.