J, GOB [Sunday morning]
Joan was still not entirely sure why the island seemed run over with children, and where, exactly, the adults had gone. She'd attempted to call Eric to ask him about the child who looked like him (and suspiciously bore his name but spoke...no English, huh) and had only gotten his voicemail.
So. Tempting though it was to hide away in her apartment, she'd ventured out for coffee this morning. And a muffin. And a cigarette. So she was sitting outside the Perk smoking and keeping an eye out for errant children. It wasn't the first time she'd had to watch someone else's kids while they were off being irresponsible.
Because clearly, that was the best explanation for this. Obviously.
[post open, mild SP for a couple hours, but it's Joan's first event so I had to. :)]
So. Tempting though it was to hide away in her apartment, she'd ventured out for coffee this morning. And a muffin. And a cigarette. So she was sitting outside the Perk smoking and keeping an eye out for errant children. It wasn't the first time she'd had to watch someone else's kids while they were off being irresponsible.
Because clearly, that was the best explanation for this. Obviously.
[post open, mild SP for a couple hours, but it's Joan's first event so I had to. :)]