for: dulce @femmcfatale
where: their bedroom
when: couple days after cops appeared
It perhaps wasn't new for Jessamine to be lying on the sofa staring at the ceiling, but for her to be doing it in the middle of the day rather than at one in the morning, and completely sober, was uncharacteristic. Still, she barely moved to acknowledge her roommate as Dulce walked in, for a second remaining totally still before she spoke, eyes still fixed on the ceiling. "Thanks for the heads up," Jessie mumbled. "About the cops."
















