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WHO: Jill[deeplyunnormal] and Tommy [quicktothepoint]
WHERE: Outside of a grocery store I don't even.
WHEN: Wednesday, May 5th sometimes.
WARNINGS: Jill + boy = trainwreck always
SUMMARY: Jill and Jack are low on food, so they go out to get some. Jill falls down, looks like a clown - and Tommy appears soon after. (I should really stop trying to rewrite that rhyme. non-artsy summary: Jill is at a grocery store, Tommy crashes into her for hideous CR!)
FORMAT: Wooooooooords. Meaning: idefk I like paragraphs but whatever.
Jill sighed as she pushed her shopping cart around and picked out groceries. Jack, of course, had pretty much ordered takeout for the four days he had been around and while she didn't mind that exactly, it meant that she had basically no food to speak of - which was a problem. She needed food and while Jack may have been fine with take-out, Jill wasn't that fond of it. She grabbed a jar of crunchy peanut butter and stuck it in the cart.
I told you, I hate crunchy.
Someone else's thoughts, invading her head. She tried to take Lyra's advice and paid attention to Jack. With a sigh, she grabbed a jar of creamy too and thinks at Jack: You can eat the creamy during your phase. Me? I'm eating crunchy. Jack is silent, so she assumes it's a reasonable compromise.
The rest of the trip goes much the same way, Jack pointing out things he likes and doesn't like and Jill refusing or indulging him. It had been a lot easier to deal with Jack when he couldn't talk to her but now that he was in her head all the time, Jill supposed she actually had to let him be his own person and she couldn't just Plan B him away. She actually had done Plan B because ew. Memories of having a thing and masturbating all day were not what let Jill sleep easy at night but . . . She acknowledged his presence. And the fact that he was mostly silent, except to tell her that the cashier was really hot (and ew, that was deeply not something she needed to know) is a promising sign.
Even if she's still arguing with him about inappropriate comments while she's walking out of the grocery store, only vaguely aware of her surroundings.
WHERE: Outside of a grocery store I don't even.
WHEN: Wednesday, May 5th sometimes.
WARNINGS: Jill + boy = trainwreck always
SUMMARY: Jill and Jack are low on food, so they go out to get some. Jill falls down, looks like a clown - and Tommy appears soon after. (I should really stop trying to rewrite that rhyme. non-artsy summary: Jill is at a grocery store, Tommy crashes into her for hideous CR!)
FORMAT: Wooooooooords. Meaning: idefk I like paragraphs but whatever.
Jill sighed as she pushed her shopping cart around and picked out groceries. Jack, of course, had pretty much ordered takeout for the four days he had been around and while she didn't mind that exactly, it meant that she had basically no food to speak of - which was a problem. She needed food and while Jack may have been fine with take-out, Jill wasn't that fond of it. She grabbed a jar of crunchy peanut butter and stuck it in the cart.
I told you, I hate crunchy.
Someone else's thoughts, invading her head. She tried to take Lyra's advice and paid attention to Jack. With a sigh, she grabbed a jar of creamy too and thinks at Jack: You can eat the creamy during your phase. Me? I'm eating crunchy. Jack is silent, so she assumes it's a reasonable compromise.
The rest of the trip goes much the same way, Jack pointing out things he likes and doesn't like and Jill refusing or indulging him. It had been a lot easier to deal with Jack when he couldn't talk to her but now that he was in her head all the time, Jill supposed she actually had to let him be his own person and she couldn't just Plan B him away. She actually had done Plan B because ew. Memories of having a thing and masturbating all day were not what let Jill sleep easy at night but . . . She acknowledged his presence. And the fact that he was mostly silent, except to tell her that the cashier was really hot (and ew, that was deeply not something she needed to know) is a promising sign.
Even if she's still arguing with him about inappropriate comments while she's walking out of the grocery store, only vaguely aware of her surroundings.