Jaye was supposed to be studying. Alexis had moved out over the summer, leaving Jaye with a new and terrifyingly silent roommate whose name she couldn't remember, so she'd privately renamed her Jane Doe. And Jane Doe never seemed to leave the room except for classes. Ever. It was getting creepy. So while Jane Doe was at class, Jaye figured she ( Read more... )

Jaye had a hard night, and once the cab dropped her off and she'd paid a very large tab with Kristine's credit card, she just wanted to go back up to her room and crash very hard. And maybe ditch class so she could sleep in. Mmmm ditching ( Read more... )

Two hours in a car with KristineTwo hours in a car with Kristine, who was drunk and kept either nodding off or sobbing about how much she missed Don- Jaye could have sworn the bf's name was Dan- and even the cab driver kept reminding them that the meter was running and that he didn't have all night. If it wasn't for the fact that her lion in her ( Read more... )

About an hour after dragging Kristine from the bar, they were still driving around. Because Kristine couldn't remember how to get to where she lived, and it wasn't like Jaye knew. And considering she wasn't paying for any of this, she wouldn't have cared if it didn't mean riding in the back of a cab with a drunk girl who kept trying to pass out ( Read more... )

All right, so going out Sunday night when she had class and work on Monday was not the smartest move Jaye could have made. But Kristine, one of the girls from Philosophy had just broken up with her boyfriend and decided Jaye was the one to tell her like it is and then after about eight refusals offered to pay for all Jaye's drinks and there she was ( Read more... )

This is Jaye. This is Jaye making phone calls. Yes, again.

When she's done (for now, at least), she gets up and goes to her dresser to grab the blank "Welcome to Hollywood!" postcard she'd gotten and hadn't managed to write on yet due to not having anything to say. And she still doesn't. What she ends up writing is

CALL ME!
-Jayewith her phone ( Read more... )

So Coruscant food isn't that bad, and at least Jaye's gotten a few good conversations in with people before she bites the big one not dirty. She didn't get killed by Callisto, and she talked to Elizabeth and talked weird with Tyler and Rory and Sam and Marty and Angela, and Cedric was cute at her and King Dork is still a dork and she planned her ( Read more... )

Jaye stays up late, for a specific reason. In her pajamas, she puts on shoes and goes outside and hangs out by the side of her cabin to make a phone call.

( ring, ring )

God bless PhotoShop.

Jaye's not sure why she's having so much fun with the campaign, because she's not the get-involved type. And no one's forcing her to do it. Which is good, because the amount of animals in her room is more than scary at this point. But whatever, it's fun, and slandering Marty is always good.

Door's open, yay.

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When Jaye wakes up and turns on the radio, she's expecting her FDA approved daily minimum requirement of snark. She's not expecting to hear tales of blood and gore. It's not on the agenda, you know?

Hearing about Marty, she places a quick call to Angela, not expecting a call back but hoping she gets one because she's a teensy bit freaked. Zombies ( Read more... )