FIGHT TIME
Who: Terry, Jam
Where: Jam's apartment
When: Wednesday afternoon
What: Terry throws down the gauntlet? What's going on here?!
"OPEN UP, JAM!" Terry had been pounding on her door for a good five minutes, not at all his cheery self. His face was set in a forceful glare beneath the brim of his ever-present cap, and his gloved hands were balled up in tight fists. He almost looked angry, if Terry was ever able to actually look angry.
"COME ON JAM, OPEN THE DOOR!" Something was eating at Terry fiercely, that much was obvious. What was it? What had Jam done to have him coming to her this way? Or, was it something else, something he could only talk to Jam about?
Where: Jam's apartment
When: Wednesday afternoon
What: Terry throws down the gauntlet? What's going on here?!
"OPEN UP, JAM!" Terry had been pounding on her door for a good five minutes, not at all his cheery self. His face was set in a forceful glare beneath the brim of his ever-present cap, and his gloved hands were balled up in tight fists. He almost looked angry, if Terry was ever able to actually look angry.
"COME ON JAM, OPEN THE DOOR!" Something was eating at Terry fiercely, that much was obvious. What was it? What had Jam done to have him coming to her this way? Or, was it something else, something he could only talk to Jam about?