Bitterwoman Campfire, Wednesday Evening
Jennifer had been feeling a bit more at ease with her whole transformation on Sunday. After all, it was supposed to happen, according to Mr. Deadpool.
Okay, she hadn't quite gone to talk to the principal about it yet. But... she was doing fine.
That was, until she burned her fingers roasting a marshmallow. She got so angry that... Pow! She felt her jeans tear, her shirt suddenly became way too snug, and... yep. She was big and green again.
She sighed.
[ooc: Very open! Feel free to say your character was already at the campfire when Jen burned her fingers, if you like.]
Okay, she hadn't quite gone to talk to the principal about it yet. But... she was doing fine.
That was, until she burned her fingers roasting a marshmallow. She got so angry that... Pow! She felt her jeans tear, her shirt suddenly became way too snug, and... yep. She was big and green again.
She sighed.
[ooc: Very open! Feel free to say your character was already at the campfire when Jen burned her fingers, if you like.]