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Aug. 13th, 2009 06:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tobeclosetohim[Handwavely time framed to today, not today, forever ago, forever from the actual now or whenever...cause I'm totes crazy like that. I have a snarky blonde and know how to use it. Don't tempt me. :P]
It's the day after Christmas and some of the people are still sprawled where they fell -- but Jo isn't.
She isn't in her bed (which is made for the first time in over a month), or on the couch in living room (there isn't any room there right now anyway), or at the table in the kitchen she spent so many hours (with its laborious pile of dishes and heaping left over’s).
She's at the end of her walk, front door still hanging a few inches open, barefoot in a pair of blue jeans and a thin black tank top. The way she's standing there, arms crossed and hands cupping her opposing elbows, her copper eyes are focused forward, she could be staring out at nothing the way she has been for months -- but she isn't.
It's the day after Christmas and some of the people are still sprawled where they fell -- but Jo isn't.
She isn't in her bed (which is made for the first time in over a month), or on the couch in living room (there isn't any room there right now anyway), or at the table in the kitchen she spent so many hours (with its laborious pile of dishes and heaping left over’s).
She's at the end of her walk, front door still hanging a few inches open, barefoot in a pair of blue jeans and a thin black tank top. The way she's standing there, arms crossed and hands cupping her opposing elbows, her copper eyes are focused forward, she could be staring out at nothing the way she has been for months -- but she isn't.
