The Arms Hotel- Friday morning

Over the course of their relationship, Jag had gotten used to not hearing from Jaina for a few days. He'd call, leave messages, and try not to worry since she always called back when she could. But, he probably hadn't been expecting to call and see a sixteen-year-old Jaina in her hotel room who recognized him as "that guy from the simulator who keeps killing me."

Meanwhile, Jaina was trying to write this off as just another Fandom thing- she hadn't been here too long, maybe this happened- and not think too much about the fact that this super serious guy she'd met in person once seemed really amused by this.

This place was dumb sometimes, and once she got off the call, she started getting ready to go to the gym to work off some of this weird feeling.


[Can be open if you're around the hotel room of a teenage girl!]