iamnotallgirl: (Jack - are you serious?)
So, okay. Jack and Ramie had sort of...gotten it together over the back half of the summer back in Winterhead, so Jack had been relieved when he woke up in New York yesterday, instead of off on a road trip to find ourselves or whatever with Jill's former and current crush, Tommy Knutson. Shudder. But Ramie had had to dash off to class and then 'a thing' yesterday, leaving Jack to entertain himself with the promise that they would hang out (and make out) today.

Except she'd made some kind of fashion something he hadn't paid attention plans last night, and had to dash out again today to network or whatever.

The apartment was getting really freaking boring. He was going to have to complain to the management about this. And by the management, he meant Jill.

((Open for calls/whatever, if anyone's interested.))
iamnotallgirl: (Jill doesn't buy it)
Welcome to New York! )

((Open to phone calls, texts, e-mail, etc.))
iamnotallgirl: (Jill is scared)
Jill stared at her calendar for a long time, hoping this would be an off month because of the random girls turning into boys thing last week, before she finally sucked it up, admitted to herself that with her luck it so would not be, and went to make a phone call.

"Hey, Mom, listen...about this weekend...no, okay, you first." Maybe something had come up and they weren't coming! Her dad wouldn't leave the basement again, if she was lucky.

A moment later, her shriek of, "WHAT?" was probably audible all down the hall, particularly considering the door was open. Jill lowered her voice and hissed into the phone, "Oh, mal, oh mal mal mal. Mom, you cannot bring her here. Not this weekend! How does she even know I'm here? She got a letter?! Well, can't you just tell her you can't bring her? You--what do you mean it would be rude? You don't even like Ramie, Mom! You call her a worshipper of chaos!...yes, Mom. Yes, Mom. No, I understand. Of course I want to see Ramie. It's just--I'll talk to you when you get here, okay?"

Jill hung up her phone, collapsed facedown on her bed, and screamed into the pillow.

Well. Looked like she couldn't put off that talk with Ramie any longer after all.

((Door and post are open!))

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