( Flashback narrative )

TJ's Senior Prom night.

Written for elseworldexiles.

TJ uses her "wedding ring" to open a bottle of beer, handing a second drink to Nate "I have to say, I wasn't expecting quite that reaction from my grandmother. The look on my grandfather's face was so worth it though." She pauses "I think we kinda broke that one version of my mom though. At least for a little while." She shrugs and flops down on the couch, then takes a long sip "I can't believe anyone actually believed we got married. Ha!" Her Doc Marten-clad feet find a comfortable resting place on the battered coffee table "How long do you think we can pull this off?"

Thanks muchly to finalgirl for the idea.

I've obviously overcaffeinated myself again.

( Coming to theatres this spring... )

((Friends and family of TJ may be interested in this Sages post.))

( What you're all getting )

Is it normal to feel guilty for something a loved one has done, even if you probably couldn't have stopped it?

If you woke up and I was in bed with you, what would be your first thought?
(Post this in your LJ and find out what mine would be.)

So, I got my hands on some childhood relics... Look! A baby photo!

( Wasn't I just the cutest little fuzzy blue demon-elf baby? )

I'm not sure if that's Mom or Aunt Kate holding me. It's hard to tell. Probably Aunt Kate, Mom was fond of darker lipstick.

( Cut for OOCness )