sc. | @culinaryexpert | we are free to choose our destiny
there were always consequences for picking things up, and as far as jessica knew, she was stuck with one of the worst ones. granted, it could lead her into some cool adventures, but some days, the ring just did whatever the hell it wanted with her. not cool.
as a result, she wasn’t too surprised when she’d found herself walking through the office door for work to instead end up in a bustling city. okay, “bustling” might have been too little of a description for it ---- “packed” was more like it.
ducking into an alleyway to avoid getting trampled, a short breather was instead interrupted by what appeared to be a person attempting to mug her.
a solid whack with her purse should’ve just knocked them out, so she’d reasoned. she didn’t pack it as densely as with previous tote bags or purses, but still, she knew it had some weight.
what she didn’t expect was the person’s head to simply go careening away with the blow.
a yelp escaped her as she took a few steps back, only to see other figures beginning to surround her, outnumbering her.
...yeah, this was looking p r e t t y bad.