11 Unicorn Street, Thursday afternoon
When Mahandra called, she probably shouldn't have asked, "What are you doing?"
Because Jaye's answer was, "Nothing. Sniffing my hair."
"...Why are you sniffing your hair?" Call that the standard response.
"I have no idea," Jaye said. "I just noticed it smells really good."
"New shampoo?"
"Nope. I don't know."
"Huh. So Ijust got off work, and I have to tell you about this guy I had to deal with, and- Um, Jaye? Did I just hear you sniffing your hair?"
"No."
"Well, anyway, he came in, demanded atable even though we were busy, and okay I know I heard it that time."
"I can't help it," Jaye protested. "I'm trying to figure out what it smells like. Seriously, it's really good."
"I'm going to leave you two alone," Mahandra decided. "Call me later."
"Got it," Jaye agreed before hanging up. And sniffing again, she actually had to ask aloud, "Is that pomegranate? Why the hell would I smell like pomegranate?"
[Welcome to my last two days. Open, I guess, if you wanna visit the girl above the theater.]
Because Jaye's answer was, "Nothing. Sniffing my hair."
"...Why are you sniffing your hair?" Call that the standard response.
"I have no idea," Jaye said. "I just noticed it smells really good."
"New shampoo?"
"Nope. I don't know."
"Huh. So Ijust got off work, and I have to tell you about this guy I had to deal with, and- Um, Jaye? Did I just hear you sniffing your hair?"
"No."
"Well, anyway, he came in, demanded atable even though we were busy, and okay I know I heard it that time."
"I can't help it," Jaye protested. "I'm trying to figure out what it smells like. Seriously, it's really good."
"I'm going to leave you two alone," Mahandra decided. "Call me later."
"Got it," Jaye agreed before hanging up. And sniffing again, she actually had to ask aloud, "Is that pomegranate? Why the hell would I smell like pomegranate?"
[Welcome to my last two days. Open, I guess, if you wanna visit the girl above the theater.]