[right][sup][color=699cc9][b]LOCATION[/b][/color] — [color=82ca9d]Horton Household -> The Brady Pub[/color]
[color=699cc9][b]INTERACTING WITH[/b][/color] — [color=82ca9d]Tom and Alice Horton, Colin Brady[@Altered Tundra][/color][/sup][/right]
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It couldn’t have been a more perfect day for the Fourth of July celebrations to happen on. The sun was shining bright in the early morning and illuminated the commotion taking place within the Horton household. 

[color=699cc9]“For the last time [i]mother[/i], I did not take Olivia to the god damn club with me. Jesus, I thought you had more faith in me than that.”[/color] Jess said with a venomous tone, her head still pounding from the partying of the night before. 

Alice Horton’s face contorted into a frown as Jess spoke [color=f26522]“Do not use the lord’s name against me young lady, I taught you better than that. And this is not a matter of faith, Olivia is in there puking her insides out and you have no idea why!”[/color] 

[color=699cc9]“Exactly! I have no idea why! Here’s a thought, ASK HER YOURSELF!”[/color] Jess shouted back at her mother before storming away towards the garage. Jess heard her mother calling her name but thought nothing of it, her mind instead wandering to one particular question to herself. Why the hell did she still live here?

The young woman’s gaze wandered across the garage before shaking her head and walking over to her trash heap of a car. It was old, it was falling apart and was in desperate need of almost every part you could think of. But it still got her from point A to point B, and Jess couldn’t really complain. Plus, no one would ever think of breaking into it either. 

Jess unlocked the doors to her aging, black Nissan Sentra and hopped into the driver’s seat. After a few desperate attempts at starting the vehicle, she was met with only the disappointing whine of the starter and nothing more. Having already been riled up by the argument with her mother, Jess through a mild fit in the seat of her car before opening the door with a newfound rage and storming inside once again. 

[color=699cc9]“DAD! My piece of shit car isn’t working again so I’m borrowing your truck!”[/color]

She paced into the kitchen, practically ripped the keys off of their hook and whipped her own down onto the counter. Then, after grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl, Jess proceeded to storm back into the garage and hop into her dad’s brand new Ram 2500. She took in a deep breath as she sat in the spacious truck before starting it up, the roar of the turbodiesel engine bringing a grin to her face. Jess sped off out of the garage and into town, hoping she wasn’t late to pick up the catering order that her parents had placed.

As she pulled up to the deli, her phone buzzed. With an irritated huff Jess retrieved her phone from her purse and was about to just ignore the message before she read the name. Colin. Her heart both skipped a beat and stopped in the same moment. God, that was someone who she hadn’t thought about in a while. Jess slammed her hand into the steering wheel and let out a frustrated cry in the isolation of the truck. Why now? After all of these years with absolutely nothing, why today? Jess wanted to scream Then, with literal years of practice at work, Jess composed herself in an instant and exited the vehicle, proceeding towards the deli.

After a few moments inside, and then a few more moments loading the massive amount of food into the air conditioned back seats of the crew-cabbed Ram 2500, Jess was back in the driver’s seat staring at the single message from Colin. She wanted to be happy, wanted their old relationship to be back what it was for that one good year. But then the memory of what happened rang through her head, what he had said, what he had done both to her and himself. Jess clenched her jaw and forced out a text in reply. Then, without a second thought, she pushed the gas pedal to the floor and roared off toward the Brady Pub. What else did she have to lose, its not like this day could get much worse.

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Not even three minutes later, Jess rolled up to the Brady Pub and parked her father’s truck before taking in a deep breath. There was no going back now. 

Jess pulled open the door with a confidence bolstered only by the meager amount of caffeine in her system and the giant diesel truck behind her in the parking lot. The brunette put on her signature resting bitch face and paced up to the only man in the building that could possibly be her ex-boyfriend. After sitting down across from him, she let the air settle around her for a moment before opening her mouth. [color=699cc9]“Has the whiskey been treating you better than me Colin? Or was it rum, I can’t remember.”[/color]