☉: my muse’s reaction to finding yours in a public bathroom, drugged and almost unconscious - from Jenna
Jim had been waiting at the table for what seemed like forever. The restaurant was pleasant and shore leave even more so. Especially when Jenna had agreed to go out on a date with him. He had known exactly where he was going to take her and things had been going perfectly. They ordered and he had asked if she would like to grab a drink from the bar.
He glanced at his watch and mumbled a curse under his breath. She had been gone for 15 minutes. Drumming his fingers on the table he resolved to let another five minutes pass and then he’d go in after her.
The waiter came and went, leaving their food on the table. Jim took that as his final straw and got up.
“Jenna?” He knocked on the bathroom door, lightly. Straining with his ear close to the door, he listened for any response before trying again. “Jenna, you in there?”
Again he listened but this time slight shuffling sounds had him trying the handle, his heartbeat picking up quickly. To his fortune, the lock popped after a few well timed shakes. He opened the door a crack hoping he didn’t just bust down the door when his date wasn’t the one inside. Quickly that thought dissolved, though, when he caught a glimpse of her dress. He opened the door fully and his heart jumped into his throat. “Jenna!”
