andre blair d joy lina and zania

Taking Stock

Who: Joy and open, especially to Blair
When: Early morning
Where: Stuck in the middle with you

The first thing Joy was aware of was that she was a little cold. The second thing was that she had somehow been asleep standing up, supported by something. The third thing was that she seemed restrained somehow. She opened her eyes. The last thing she remembered was dozing off in some corner, and now... What. The. Fuck.