MCA #-5, Thursday Night
Jessica looked around at the overflowing boxes filling her living room with a sigh. How did she get so much stuff? Oh, right. Shopping. Lots and lots of shopping.
The night before Bill had called and ordered her back to Louisiana for reasons he didn't get into. Ordinarily she might have blown him off, maker or no maker, but with Sookie still missing, she figured she'd have a better chance of actually finding out what happened to her if she was back home. She sent handwavey notes to both her bosses and her landlord about heading back home. At least she still had an Eric in Louisiana, even if he wasn't entirely the same.
The boxed stuff would have to be sent for later. She was strong, but she couldn't carry all that. She gathered up her laptop and other important belongings and slung a bag over her shoulder, then picked up her Portalocity itinerary to double-check it one more time that there wasn't any layover anywhere where it could be daytime. Because bursting into flames before she got home would suck.
Satisfied she would be safe from being crispy, she grabbed her wheelie suitcase full of clothes and headed out the door.
The night before Bill had called and ordered her back to Louisiana for reasons he didn't get into. Ordinarily she might have blown him off, maker or no maker, but with Sookie still missing, she figured she'd have a better chance of actually finding out what happened to her if she was back home. She sent handwavey notes to both her bosses and her landlord about heading back home. At least she still had an Eric in Louisiana, even if he wasn't entirely the same.
The boxed stuff would have to be sent for later. She was strong, but she couldn't carry all that. She gathered up her laptop and other important belongings and slung a bag over her shoulder, then picked up her Portalocity itinerary to double-check it one more time that there wasn't any layover anywhere where it could be daytime. Because bursting into flames before she got home would suck.
Satisfied she would be safe from being crispy, she grabbed her wheelie suitcase full of clothes and headed out the door.