Jazz finished crafting her text and sent it to her Dad.
( i’m staying at PJ’s tonight. is that alright? it’s just us and we have a whole movie thing planned )
The reply from her dad came quick.
( Are you sure? Usually we have these things planned in advance. Should I contact her mom? )
Jazz hastily typed her answer back.
( no need! we’re already clear to go )
She thought for a moment.
( plus her parents are out of town plus we’re 18 so I don’t think we need any babysitting )
( If you say so. What time should I pick you up tomorrow? )
Jazz went back and forth with him for a bit before he finally said “I love you” and “stay safe.”
She looked up from where she standing inside Lakeside Mall. The last stragglers were on their way out before the mall closed for the day. She’d put herself by the central fountain to be as visible as possible but nerves were preventing her from sitting down. Omg! She was really here! She was really doing this!
The old book weighed down her tote bag, combined with a couple other resources she deemed necessary. How does one go about hunting ghosts? Or looking for eldritch cult secrets?
She did her best to shake off the nerves and took another lap around the fountain. She had to chill. It’s not like they were doing anything extreme. Just keeping an eye out for anything weird. It wasn’t even ghost hunting, per se. It was just… ghost observing. Like bird watching. But scarier.
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