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solo_sword) wrote2009-02-25 05:42 am
solo_sword) wrote2009-02-25 05:42 am
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Somewhere French in Philipsburg, Wednesday daytime
Jaina wasn't having the best vacation, but she was trying to salvage what she could out of the rest of it. It helped a lot (and improved her mood) that she was able to spend time with John when he wasn't passed out on the floor, too.
They found a little restaurant on the island, though Jaina wasn't touching her food much. What, she'd won money last night, she could waste if she wanted to. "So how are you doing?" she asked, sipping her drink instead.
[For John omg.]
They found a little restaurant on the island, though Jaina wasn't touching her food much. What, she'd won money last night, she could waste if she wanted to. "So how are you doing?" she asked, sipping her drink instead.
[For John omg.]