[ She's definitely lost. Or she's been kidnapped. Or maybe both? Jessie has no explanation for how she'd come to be here, other than shit was weird and apparently her bedroom mirror was haunted. Cursed?
Either way, it had dumped her out into some little kid's room, who had promptly started screaming bloody murder and she'd leapt out a window before the source of those angry footsteps down the hall could arrive and potentially murder her for scaring their kid. It hadn't been on purpose, but it's not like she had an explanation handy either.
So here she was, roaming the streets, trying to look inconspicuous as she tried to figure out where she was and what the heck she was gonna do about getting back home.
At least until she hears a familiar voice from nearby and it drags her attention out of her skulking to start looking around frantically until she spots a familiar face. ]
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Either way, it had dumped her out into some little kid's room, who had promptly started screaming bloody murder and she'd leapt out a window before the source of those angry footsteps down the hall could arrive and potentially murder her for scaring their kid. It hadn't been on purpose, but it's not like she had an explanation handy either.
So here she was, roaming the streets, trying to look inconspicuous as she tried to figure out where she was and what the heck she was gonna do about getting back home.
At least until she hears a familiar voice from nearby and it drags her attention out of her skulking to start looking around frantically until she spots a familiar face. ]
Tifa?? Is that you? You're here too?!