Pistachio 2. arrival/departure - Home
Title: Home
Author: tiraen
Fandom: Original
Wordcount: 451
Rating: G
Pairing(s): None (Yet)
Warning(s): None
Prompt(s): Pistachio 2. arrival/departure
Notes: Written for runaway_tales.
Summary: Jen moves to a new home.
Author's Note: I've posted once before in this community, but I don't seem to have a tag.
Masterlist
Jennifer pulled her battered white pick-up truck into the driveway, a sense of finality heavy in her heart. Her new house loomed above her, stark white against the greenery that covered it. She had been to the house only once before, when she had toured it and made the decision to purchase it. She was moving from her home in Detroit south, into Indiana, a small town by the name of West Asbury.
A recent graduate of the University of Michigan as a Ph. D in psychology, the world was a proverbial oyster for Jen. She could go anywhere she wanted to go, take any of a million positions that were open to her.
So why pick a small town in the midwest?
It was a question that her friends and family had plagued her with, wondering why she wasn’t going to New York or California or half a dozen other places.
She didn’t really have a satisfactory reason to placate them with. She had been offered a position at a newly opening LGBT+ center, directing their mental health services. As a lesbian and quiet activist in the queer community, it was a job that could be seen as ideal. The pay wasn’t great, the hours worse, but she felt that she might be able to do some real good in the world.
Maybe it was a satisfactory answer, after all.
Sighing, she stopped contemplating and cut the engine, grabbing her black canvas backpack filled with her laptop and other essentials, and jumped out of the truck. Her keys in hand, she unlocked the door and took a step into her new house.
It was depressingly empty. Having moved from her parents house, she had no furniture of her own. The smart thing might have been to shop for furniture first, but she didn’t have the money to make multiple trips. Luckily, there was an Ikea nearby, so she would be able to go the next day and make her home. Until then, it would be a twin mattress on the wood floor.
Fortunately, she had wi-fi installed already, so she wouldn’t be cut off from the world.
Jenni went back out to her truck, opening the back and unloading the few boxes of belongings that she had brought with her. In truth, it was mostly books, but she wasn’t about to leave her collection at her parents house.
The sun was beginning to set, and Jen was far too tired to unpack. She left the boxes in the living room, and trudged upstairs, backpack in hand. She would check her email, send something off to her parents to let them know she arrived safely, and go to sleep.
Author: tiraen
Fandom: Original
Wordcount: 451
Rating: G
Pairing(s): None (Yet)
Warning(s): None
Prompt(s): Pistachio 2. arrival/departure
Notes: Written for runaway_tales.
Summary: Jen moves to a new home.
Author's Note: I've posted once before in this community, but I don't seem to have a tag.
Masterlist
Jennifer pulled her battered white pick-up truck into the driveway, a sense of finality heavy in her heart. Her new house loomed above her, stark white against the greenery that covered it. She had been to the house only once before, when she had toured it and made the decision to purchase it. She was moving from her home in Detroit south, into Indiana, a small town by the name of West Asbury.
A recent graduate of the University of Michigan as a Ph. D in psychology, the world was a proverbial oyster for Jen. She could go anywhere she wanted to go, take any of a million positions that were open to her.
So why pick a small town in the midwest?
It was a question that her friends and family had plagued her with, wondering why she wasn’t going to New York or California or half a dozen other places.
She didn’t really have a satisfactory reason to placate them with. She had been offered a position at a newly opening LGBT+ center, directing their mental health services. As a lesbian and quiet activist in the queer community, it was a job that could be seen as ideal. The pay wasn’t great, the hours worse, but she felt that she might be able to do some real good in the world.
Maybe it was a satisfactory answer, after all.
Sighing, she stopped contemplating and cut the engine, grabbing her black canvas backpack filled with her laptop and other essentials, and jumped out of the truck. Her keys in hand, she unlocked the door and took a step into her new house.
It was depressingly empty. Having moved from her parents house, she had no furniture of her own. The smart thing might have been to shop for furniture first, but she didn’t have the money to make multiple trips. Luckily, there was an Ikea nearby, so she would be able to go the next day and make her home. Until then, it would be a twin mattress on the wood floor.
Fortunately, she had wi-fi installed already, so she wouldn’t be cut off from the world.
Jenni went back out to her truck, opening the back and unloading the few boxes of belongings that she had brought with her. In truth, it was mostly books, but she wasn’t about to leave her collection at her parents house.
The sun was beginning to set, and Jen was far too tired to unpack. She left the boxes in the living room, and trudged upstairs, backpack in hand. She would check her email, send something off to her parents to let them know she arrived safely, and go to sleep.