Marina || Jenny
It was two days after Jenny’s intimate encounter with Marina that she was finally able to show her face at The Planet. It wasn’t that she had been avoiding Marina or dreading the interaction - quite the contrary - but Jenny’s mind and heart had been twisted and turned so many ways; it had just taken that long for her to focus enough to get dressed in something more presentable than sweatpants and one of Tim’s old shirts.
Her hair was pulled back in a braid, although it did little to tame the hairs that always seemed to be in her face. Jenny hesitated in the doorway, then quietly made her way to the counter as though she was just another customer in to order a chai latte. She didn’t see Marina at first, but thought she could be in the back and chose to quietly fiddle with her shoulder bag - taking it off, but then changing her mind again and looping it more casually over her shoulder.