Home Sweet... hmm.
The flight to New Jersey was really rather uneventful. Andy clung to Tucker's hand on takeoff, he refused to sex her up in the bathroom, she had alcohol with him, and the flight attendant hovered when they kissed. Andy was a little irritated about the last, but was in better spirits when she stepped out of the airport and smelled New Jersey.
"Home," she says with a spring in her step and a grin in Tucker's direction. "Well, you know. For another few weeks."
New Jersey would always be home, but it wouldn't be where her heart was for very much longer. And the sooner she got to her apartment, the better. She'd be able to mentally file and throw things away as soon as she got there, wouldn't be able to help it. In fact, as soon as she walks in the door, she feels... out of place.
"Huh."
"Home," she says with a spring in her step and a grin in Tucker's direction. "Well, you know. For another few weeks."
New Jersey would always be home, but it wouldn't be where her heart was for very much longer. And the sooner she got to her apartment, the better. She'd be able to mentally file and throw things away as soon as she got there, wouldn't be able to help it. In fact, as soon as she walks in the door, she feels... out of place.
"Huh."