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jane is still. alarms are blaring in her head. that sense...

she stands slowly, eyes still glued to the window where the noises are coming from. she's already tugging at her sleeve but stops herself from revealing her suit. adam can't see. not now. she's already thinking about how to play off her weird behaviour for disappearing now to deal with whatever is outside since he had just came over with a bottle of wine.

jane scrunches her face and gives in, taking his hand that's been reached out to her. she's hoisted up onto the upper part of the roof of this huge building. the breeze of the night feels so nice against her face, her hands are already shoved back into the pockets of her sweater. a tiny part of her wanted to keep holding his hand but she buries the thought before she allows it to give her butterflies.

"no shit!" the end of her words are nearly cut off by debris flying between them, which is something she flinches out of the way for. hands keep her stuck to the side of the building with her feet in position to leap off at any split second notice.

"i swear to god one of these nights i'm gonna kidnap you, fry you in oil and eat you with ketchup." a hand comes to pinch the bridge of her nose, pure annoyance emanating off of her. she still doesn't have a clear explanation as to why almost all the store front windows are covered in baja blast. nothing harmful but still ...annoying.