Josie Saltzman.
A strange sentiment, that she didn’t feel in the slightest; the choice to be here was far more to escape boredom than it was to play some loving role of supportive family. But alas the only ticking clock seemed to be the one set on the competition of who’d win the shiny prize of being the first to try something (oh she definitely had bets on who it’d be).
“So let me guess this is the part where i’m expected to say something nice right?”
“Well I don’t know about saying something nice but I am hoping you’re having fun.” Jenna was pretty sure this was the other one, the other one of Ric and Jo and Caroline’s twins. She’d seen a picture in the passing, but to see her in person was something else.















