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entrancelogs2013-10-22 02:48 pm
lightgunhustler) wrote in entrancelogs2013-10-22 02:48 pm
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[CLOSED] Family matters.
Who: Jo & Ellen Harvelle
Where: Ellen's room.
When: Backdated to the evening of October 14th.
Rating: PG
Summary: Now that Ellen's settled, it's time for Jo to fill her in on why things are so strained.
The Story:
It was early evening by the time Jo made her way to Ellen's room, complete with a six-pack of beer she nicked from the bar on her way over. The conversation they were due to have wasn't one she was particularly interested in postponing any longer - she had gone out of her way not to mention any part of the dispute that she and Dean had only recently begun to lay to rest, not because she was ashamed or embarrassed but because as much as she both wanted and needed to talk to her mother about what had happened, it was too much to heap on her when she was still adjusting to her new surroundings. Wonderland was a lot to swallow. Jo had been more than willing to put her personal life on hold to give Ellen time to settle in and wrap her head around the place.
Their brief conversation on the network earlier that day hadn't been unwelcome. She wasn't hiding anything, just waiting for the right time to talk, and apparently that time was now. She was prepared for the lecture that was sure to come. Hell, she might even welcome it. Anything that made her feel like life was normal and that this wasn't some strange shadow of an afterlife was always welcome, although she had a feeling she might feel differently once said lecture was underway.
Sighing softly to herself, she knocked. "Mom? You in?"
Where: Ellen's room.
When: Backdated to the evening of October 14th.
Rating: PG
Summary: Now that Ellen's settled, it's time for Jo to fill her in on why things are so strained.
The Story:
It was early evening by the time Jo made her way to Ellen's room, complete with a six-pack of beer she nicked from the bar on her way over. The conversation they were due to have wasn't one she was particularly interested in postponing any longer - she had gone out of her way not to mention any part of the dispute that she and Dean had only recently begun to lay to rest, not because she was ashamed or embarrassed but because as much as she both wanted and needed to talk to her mother about what had happened, it was too much to heap on her when she was still adjusting to her new surroundings. Wonderland was a lot to swallow. Jo had been more than willing to put her personal life on hold to give Ellen time to settle in and wrap her head around the place.
Their brief conversation on the network earlier that day hadn't been unwelcome. She wasn't hiding anything, just waiting for the right time to talk, and apparently that time was now. She was prepared for the lecture that was sure to come. Hell, she might even welcome it. Anything that made her feel like life was normal and that this wasn't some strange shadow of an afterlife was always welcome, although she had a feeling she might feel differently once said lecture was underway.
Sighing softly to herself, she knocked. "Mom? You in?"
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Ellen had always loved to read, but between the Roadhouse, Jo and then hunting, she just never had the time. (And Stephen King is a twisted bastard.)
She sees her daughter, crosses her arms and raises that eyebrow. "JoAnna Beth, what the hell is going on?"
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whoops I wrote a book
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