Sleepover || Jo&Courtney
Jo took a deep breath as she drove over to Courtney's place, trying to keep her emotions in tack but failing all the while. It was understandable though, wasn't it? She'd only recently discovered that the guy she'd... Someone she cared deeply for - had just died. Been killed. Murdered. That's why she was glad Courtney had asked her over for their own little sleepover. She needed something to take her mind off of his recent passing, and Courtney seemed to be good company. Of course, it was a little strange for her, since she'd never actually been to a sleepover in her youth, far too concerned with the supernatural and the people involved. She would never consider herself a girly girl, and it seemed almost comical that now that she was almost thirty, she was finally acting like one. Taking another deep breath, she found herself in front of Courtney's place finally and climbed out of the car, slinging her bag of clothes over her shoulder and making her way up to the front door. Knocking several times, she stepped back and waited for the brunette to answer, unsure of how the night might go.