The Park, Saturday Afternoon

[electrocynic]

Sarah could've stayed in London a little longer. And maybe she even should've. But the older she got, the more she preferred to leave while things were still nice. Or at least relatively okay. So Boxing Day rolling around? Pretty much time to jet. Or, portal.

Which she had.

As anyone with eyes (who happened to be around – Fandom felt like a ghost town right now by Sarah's estimation) could see from the simple fact of her cigarette-smoking form walking through the park right now, a bag slung over her shoulder. There was also a scarf with an old-school superhero comic sound effect print around her neck.

Don't ask. It was Jenny's fault.

[ooc: Open, yes.]

The Perk, Saturday afternoon

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Between Fandom weirdness recovery, her jobs, Christmas Eve with her fellow clones/troopers, and the general holiday ennui of knowing that she was already home for the holidays since her home was long gone, Jessica had been dealing with a very long week. But now she was settling into the week between holidays with a cup of coffee, a list of plans, and happier thoughts. And, because the barista insisted, a Santa hat. Jessica wasn't sure if she was trying to get rid of the hat, thought Jessica would look cute in it, thought Jessica would look funny in it, or just did it for the pure hell of it, but whatever. Santa hat it was.

[OOC: Open! I have nothing else going on the rest of the weekend and I need entertainment!]