[center][color=teal][h2]Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey[/h2][/color][/center]

Jess flinched at the harsh knock on the door. Annoyance simmered off the anchor like heat from fire, although there was something muted about it. Tolerable. This truly was the person who could help her - even if this person was less than happy about her role.

Breathing deeply, Jess edged forward and opened the door. [color=teal]"H-Hi,"[/color] she muttered, not sure what else to say. Her own reaction to the girl unsettled her. She'd never been a shy person before, but it had been a long time since she'd had any proper contact with people. She had Internet access here, although the connection was so slow it was near-useless, and she spoke to her mother on the phone when the line worked. This, though, was the first chance to talk face-to-face with someone she'd had in years.

And, as her luck would have it, it was someone who would rather be anywhere but here right now - quite understandably. This was someone who must have lost everything, just as she had.