Lives and lives

[doe_jane]

Jane sits in the middle of her motel room, cutting faces out of magazines. Finally, she puts down the magazines and picks up her purse. Slipping the scissors inside, she heads out the door in search of a new "life".

Comments

[twitchnosewitch]

A brunette, small and fragile-looking, sits at the bar. She doesn't look at anyone, staring down at the drink she's nursing. She's perfectly ordinary-looking, and hopefully goes unnoticed.

~Is she here?~

[notsogoldenbook]

Jonathan is sitting by the rear of the bar, 'reading' a betting paper. ~Over by the door.~

[twitchnosewitch]

She doesn't look up; she tries not to get any more tense. ~What's she doing?~

[notsogoldenbook]

He doesn't look up too much. ~Watching you.~