The touch to her arm has her turning from where she'd been watching, suspiciously, all of the activity going on. Jessica was wary of pretty much everything going on at the moment, enough so that she hadn't had any of the drink that had been offered, despite the drying ache in her throat that told her she needed one. Or any kind of alcohol, really. It had been a long time since she'd been sober for more than a day, and she wasn't enjoying being thrown in the deep end in some Flesh Gordon dream sequence.
She turns to see a man- somewhat familiar, but only at the edge of her thoughts. He had a strained smile, and as her eyes flicked over him, she figured out the cause of the strain. He was also mentioning apples, and she couldn't stop the roll of her eyes. "Really? Like Eden? Does that make you the devil?" Didn't she already know one of those? Or was it just a dumbass with horns on his helmet...
Still, it wasn't his fault she was here. Probably wasn't his fault he was here either. Stupid fucking immortal god forces. She really wanted to find one and punch them in the face. But again, that wasn't his fault, and he looked to be almost in pain. Sex wasn't something she minded doing with randoms, which may be why she wound up here. She just usually didn't do it in a charitable fashion. "I'll take a favor." That might come in handy later, who knows? "But I don't need an apple." The idea of something twisting her thoughts sat poorly with her. He was attractive, fit, and he'd asked instead of tried to take. That put him in the plus category.
Is This Desire
She turns to see a man- somewhat familiar, but only at the edge of her thoughts. He had a strained smile, and as her eyes flicked over him, she figured out the cause of the strain. He was also mentioning apples, and she couldn't stop the roll of her eyes. "Really? Like Eden? Does that make you the devil?" Didn't she already know one of those? Or was it just a dumbass with horns on his helmet...
Still, it wasn't his fault she was here. Probably wasn't his fault he was here either. Stupid fucking immortal god forces. She really wanted to find one and punch them in the face. But again, that wasn't his fault, and he looked to be almost in pain. Sex wasn't something she minded doing with randoms, which may be why she wound up here. She just usually didn't do it in a charitable fashion. "I'll take a favor." That might come in handy later, who knows? "But I don't need an apple." The idea of something twisting her thoughts sat poorly with her. He was attractive, fit, and he'd asked instead of tried to take. That put him in the plus category.