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

[color=teal]"Shit, I'm sorry..."[/color] Jess muttered once the two of them were out of the room. Oddly enough, that burn of anger hadn't been directed at her, even though Roxy had every right to get mad over the mistake. Instead, along with the astonished look, there'd been confusion and a hint of awkwardness, as if she could barely believe anyone would stand up for her.

A twinge, deep in Jess' belly, accompanied Roxy's question about letting her swim. Guilt, mixing with her own. Was the anchor worried about imposing? Asking too much? There was nothing unreasonable about the request, and it was only fair, Jess had gotten her to follow her around plenty. [color=teal]"It's ok, I don't mind,"[/color] she replied, recalling what Roxy had said earlier, that it helped her let out frustration. [color=teal]"Best to do something relaxing."[/color] Maybe she'd take a swim too. They both needed to wind down, not just to sleep better, but to figure out ways around Mr Black's scheme. Easing stress would help them think.