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"Oh Priestly."
Jen's voice seemed to come out of nowhere, startling Priestly hard enough that he nearly dropped his frying pan. He spun in place, flicking out one of his earbuds (Greek punk rock, because the internet was awesome), still holding the pan filled with frying potato, onion and pepper, and flashed Jen what he hoped was a reassuring grin. "Heeeeeeeeeey. Did I wake you?"
"Are you kidding? This is the fifth night in a row." Jen leaned against the door jam, arms folded sleepily over her faded t-shirt. "I didn't bother going to sleep."
( In which Jen continues to prove herself to be better at figuring Priestly out than Priestly is )
[ooc: establishy, lala, PRIESTLY'S GONNA BE A TOWNIE, OMG.]
Jen's voice seemed to come out of nowhere, startling Priestly hard enough that he nearly dropped his frying pan. He spun in place, flicking out one of his earbuds (Greek punk rock, because the internet was awesome), still holding the pan filled with frying potato, onion and pepper, and flashed Jen what he hoped was a reassuring grin. "Heeeeeeeeeey. Did I wake you?"
"Are you kidding? This is the fifth night in a row." Jen leaned against the door jam, arms folded sleepily over her faded t-shirt. "I didn't bother going to sleep."
( In which Jen continues to prove herself to be better at figuring Priestly out than Priestly is )
[ooc: establishy, lala, PRIESTLY'S GONNA BE A TOWNIE, OMG.]
