001 [ holo | Location: Sanctuary ] | I may seem crazy or painfully shy
The first thing Jenna noticed was that she must have dozed off upstairs. She rubbed her tired eyes before opening them. The sight of a very unfamiliar, and definitely not something she'd ever thought possible, room made her blink and inhale sharply.
"Okay, I know I wasn't drunk or stoned earlier," she muttered to herself, running a hand through her hair. For one thing, she didn't have her munchie snack of choice, nachos. For another, responsibility called and she'd be damned if it was her fault Jeremy got back on that path when he'd just gotten off it. Sure, she'd missed it at times, especially at first, but the reality was that she needed to set a decent example for the kids. She wasn't Miranda by any stretch of the imagination, but she still had to do everything possible to help Jeremy and Elena.
"John?" she called, folding her arms over her chest and staring upwards. "If you spiked my drink tonight, I will kill you."
Not literally, of course, no matter how much she wanted him out of her life. Hitting him with another newspaper, however, was fair game.
"Ric? Elena? Jeremy? Okay, guys, this isn't funny anymore. It's not Halloween, you know."
Huffing out a breath of annoyance, she let her arms fall back to her sides and stepped off the platform. What was this place anyway? Maybe it was some strange stoner dream. God knew she'd had her fair share of those.
Jenna pinched herself to be sure. "Ow! So much for the 'it's a dream' theory."
That just begged the question of what this was. There wasn't a door that she could see, but that didn't mean one didn't exist. Still, she wasn't really up for waiting around or looking for a door herself. Best case scenario: someone would find her. To put it simply, Jenna was in a bind and she knew it.
"All right, first person to tell me what's going on gets me off their back for a week."
Maybe she'd agree to get drunk with them in celebration. No, wait, Uncle John was at home. Being drunk was how she dealt with him. He was too much of a pain to deal with sober. But aside from that: responsibility. Jenna sighed wearily and began her own quest to figure out what was going on. First thing: get out of this room.
"Okay, I know I wasn't drunk or stoned earlier," she muttered to herself, running a hand through her hair. For one thing, she didn't have her munchie snack of choice, nachos. For another, responsibility called and she'd be damned if it was her fault Jeremy got back on that path when he'd just gotten off it. Sure, she'd missed it at times, especially at first, but the reality was that she needed to set a decent example for the kids. She wasn't Miranda by any stretch of the imagination, but she still had to do everything possible to help Jeremy and Elena.
"John?" she called, folding her arms over her chest and staring upwards. "If you spiked my drink tonight, I will kill you."
Not literally, of course, no matter how much she wanted him out of her life. Hitting him with another newspaper, however, was fair game.
"Ric? Elena? Jeremy? Okay, guys, this isn't funny anymore. It's not Halloween, you know."
Huffing out a breath of annoyance, she let her arms fall back to her sides and stepped off the platform. What was this place anyway? Maybe it was some strange stoner dream. God knew she'd had her fair share of those.
Jenna pinched herself to be sure. "Ow! So much for the 'it's a dream' theory."
That just begged the question of what this was. There wasn't a door that she could see, but that didn't mean one didn't exist. Still, she wasn't really up for waiting around or looking for a door herself. Best case scenario: someone would find her. To put it simply, Jenna was in a bind and she knew it.
"All right, first person to tell me what's going on gets me off their back for a week."
Maybe she'd agree to get drunk with them in celebration. No, wait, Uncle John was at home. Being drunk was how she dealt with him. He was too much of a pain to deal with sober. But aside from that: responsibility. Jenna sighed wearily and began her own quest to figure out what was going on. First thing: get out of this room.