Shady

Jerica turned and started the way she’d gestured, not at all trusting the woman not to try to watch her and not intending on leading her back to their rooms. ...

“I’ll try my best,” Jerica said flatly.

“Near enough I can get there safe,” Jerica answered non-committally. “But if you don’t leave me be I’ll go off walking that way and keep going til you get bored.” ...

“I wont be.” She also wasn’t going to be trailed back to the room by this surly lady. Sure, worst case scenario would be her waking up Derik and getting ...

(Say less fam) “You’re a stranger who just informed me you don’t like me.” Jerica drew herself upright. “I’m not leading you to where I’m gonna go to sleep. Thanks ...

(Oh I did forget about that. I’m down for Rönn, then!) “No thanks.” Jerica stopped walking.

(Would he be back yet? I feel like Zander is still two ish weeks out. But also we can fudge that if you want I’ve got no strong preference and ...

“I’ve been called worse.” Jerica shrugged, also pushing away from the table and taking a step towards the door. She was too drunk to have good come backs.

“No I haven’t. I said I didn’t like secrets being kept from me; I never said I don’t have my own. Just that I’m aware any of my secrets could ...

(Oh oof lol) “And?” Jerica raised an eyebrow, feeling a prick of defensiveness. “How is that my problem?”

(Lolll it’s good for her) “I thought you liked secrets.” Jerica looked back at her coolly.

“Mm.” She glanced away. She should leave.

“Well I’m speaking Upper,” Jerica said defensively. What was she trying to say?

Jerica eyed her. “What’s that s’pposed to mean?”

Jerica glanced at her then away. This was awkward. She should go. She shifted.