One Pen For Me, None for You

Who: Jessalyn and Jesse
When: Morning before first period
Where: Halls of MSHS

Jessalyn felt like things were... well, not great. The full moon had been tough - although she felt kind of proud that she and Ransom had been able to help the were-coyote - and then dealing with more classmates dying on top of that hadn't been anything Jessalyn had wanted to deal with. It wasn't even winter yet and there were already... seven dead? Paranoia was going to be an all time high for a very long time following last week. Sadly, it was beginning to seem like an almost regular occurrence whenever something bad happened that there would be casualties. Even Jessalyn was finding it hard to remain optimistic in this depressed environment, though she was at least still trying.

She walked through the halls before first period, her fingers wrapped around both straps of her book bag as her eyes sought out a friendly face. Preferably Ransom, but she hadn't seen him yet that morning. On her way to class, her gaze dropped down to a rather pretty pen sticking out of some girl's purse. The purse was hanging on her elbow as she riffled through her locker, oblivious to the people passing. Without stopping, and with careful ease, Jessalyn reached out and slipped the pen from the girl's purse, lifting it to her face to examine it more closely. It was a gel pen... sparkly and pink. Definitely something she wanted to keep. Glancing back over her shoulder, Jessalyn watched the girl shut her locker and head off in the other direction, causing Jessalyn to smile. It wasn't even first period and she already had a brand new pen. Little pleasures, sure, but she at this point she would take anything.