She nods. "Right," she says. "Okay. Well, I assume you know where your apartment is from here. This is the park. Fucking everything happens here." Sometimes it seems like an X Files hub, or something else nerdy. Jack probably has theories.
"Um, there's this killer mansion that has parties all the time, but it's . . ." She waves vaguely towards what she's pretty sure is west. "Over there, somewhere." She's tempted to pull out her phone, show him pictures of her dressed up for those parties, if only to prove that she's not always a slob.
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Date: 2017-03-21 04:20 pm (UTC)"Um, there's this killer mansion that has parties all the time, but it's . . ." She waves vaguely towards what she's pretty sure is west. "Over there, somewhere." She's tempted to pull out her phone, show him pictures of her dressed up for those parties, if only to prove that she's not always a slob.