Who: @angstfactory ft; Jesse Where: Carroll Salvage Yard When: Jan 3rd, two nights after the party.
Jesse had been to, or on the edges of, nearly every party Autumn had ever thrown. Never expressly invited, but never turned away, either. He'd seen the good, the bad, and the ugly of an Autumn Manchester event, some that even rivalled the one a few night previous. Almost.
This one, was so much worse. So much more horrific, and even Auttie couldn't talk herself into believing that it wasn't targeted. That it hadn't been done on purpose just to pull her off her pedestal. Why now? When she'd been trying so hard to turn over a new leaf?
So, after beating herself up, and theorizing herself into a knot, she'd ended up where she always had when things in her fairytale life got too hard. At his door. Voice thick and raw eyes already well brimming with tears,
"I'm sorry, I didn't bring anything this time."
