#interaction: jay

Marco was trying to slowly ease back into life in Salt Flats. The key word being 'trying,' because in a town the size of theirs, it was damn near impossible to make a soft landing. As soon as one person saw you were back, everyone knew you were back. Especially when the circumstances surrounding how you left weren't exactly savory. It felt like word spread even faster, if that was even possible. Everywhere he went, he could feel eyes on him. And it was exhausting. Hence, why he'd asked Jay to meet at Waffle House of all places, in the damn near middle of the night. He was excited to see his closest friend, but he couldn't stand the thought of seeing him for the first time since he'd gotten out with a huge audience. Thankfully, there were only one or two other customers in the restaurant, making Jay easy to spot when he entered. Marco quickly rose to his feet as the eldest Wiggins approached. "Hey man." he greeted.

While the scandal their father had dumped in their laps had been hard on Jordan for multiple reasons, the middle Wiggins child knew things had been much worse for Jay. Her older brother not only had to deal with coming to terms with the fact that their father was a creep, he also had to step up and take over the Wiggins family businesses to become the face of the 'dynasty' all while dealing with his own personal crisis. Jordan knew the last year had been impossibly hard on Jay, but lately, she was beginning to wonder if he wasn't handling it as well as he had been. He'd gone quiet on her, something the siblings rarely did, and she knew through the family grapevine (aka their mother) that he'd buried himself in his work even more than usual. So she was doing what she did best. With their favorite meals from the cafe packed in to go boxes, Jordan stood at her brother's front door, ringing the bell for a second time as she impatiently waited for him to answer. When the door finally opened, she immediately launched into an explanation. "I don't know what you expected me to do what with you ghosting me like this." she offered, a raising her arm in a shrug as if there simply wasn't an alternative to her showing up, unannounced like this.