Room 510, Sunday Evening
Jennifer had run all the way back to her room, not stopping until she could shut and lock her door behind her. She stopped then, trying not to think of the events of the day.
She fancied herself the hero, the great green She-Hulk who would save the day. But today she hadn't even been able to save her own self. Sure, she'd gotten away eventually, but... all the rationalizing in the world, about how she couldn't hurt her own friends, how she could fight them without breaking them, none of that helped her with what they'd done to her. What Zack and Alice had done. She was no hero. She wasn't anything today...
She was only a victim. And that twisted her insides almost as much as the things that had been done to her. Things she didn't want to think about but couldn't stop thinking about. She sat down, sliding to the floor with her back to the door. She cried, and did not stop. It was the second worst feeling she'd ever had, weighing heavily on her heart.
She cried so much, she did not even notice when she'd reverted back to being Jennifer proper again.
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She fancied herself the hero, the great green She-Hulk who would save the day. But today she hadn't even been able to save her own self. Sure, she'd gotten away eventually, but... all the rationalizing in the world, about how she couldn't hurt her own friends, how she could fight them without breaking them, none of that helped her with what they'd done to her. What Zack and Alice had done. She was no hero. She wasn't anything today...
She was only a victim. And that twisted her insides almost as much as the things that had been done to her. Things she didn't want to think about but couldn't stop thinking about. She sat down, sliding to the floor with her back to the door. She cried, and did not stop. It was the second worst feeling she'd ever had, weighing heavily on her heart.
She cried so much, she did not even notice when she'd reverted back to being Jennifer proper again.
[ooc: Open if you like.]