Jon sucks at the device in the roof of her mouth nervously. The little habit seems to have already ingrained itself in her mind, and it helps pass the time. It's so... gross that stuff can get caught up there, and she can't get it out. Even now, two hours later, she can still taste the yogurt. She hasn't really eaten anything since, opting instead to browse her computer and see what's hidden away on the other side of the screen.
The first thing she notices is code. Lots of code and projects and ideas. Some of it is haphazardly scribbled on sticky notes, other things are more thoroughly fleshed out on her computer. Apparently Aggie is quite the computer geek. Ignoring the traces of her new life Jon boots up a farming simulator game to burn the time. It's one of the few familiar games that she has in both this life and her last.
The moments tick away until a ring of the doorbell calls her downstairs. Karen! Finally! She flings open the front door and brings her best friend into an embrace.
"Ughh! I missed you today." Karen cries out as she squeezes the breath out of the shorter girl.
"I did too." They break the embrace and Jon continues talking. "Of all daysh, we had to shplit up on..."
The two grab some snacks and make a meandering path upstairs as they share their respective struggles. They offer sympathies, and grumble with anger together, but ultimately talk about how glad they are to be back together. They both agree that Jon needs to meet up with some of the drama students in the future as Karen tells her about the improv class, and both agree to get revenge on Sarah for what she did in PE.
When it comes to Jon, Karen coerces her into smiling for her, big and wide. "Oh wow." She begins. "They really did a number one you! Well, I guess Sarah really did a number on you... What are those springs on the wire for?"
Jon looks into a nearby mirror to see what Karen's referring too. "Oh... uhh..." She finds and rifles through her pamphlets, "Open... Coil Shpring. Here, look." Jon points to a picture. "It helpsh shpread the teeth apart, whichh is apparently a problem I really have now."
Karen shakes her head. "What a bitch... I do have to say though Jon, I never took you for having that much school spirit!" She gestures towards Jon's mouth and giggles.
"Ugh! That washn't me. The Orthodontist was football player from our shchool trying to relive hish glory daysh. He didn't even ashk me firsht."
"Wow... Sounds like a real asshole."
"He washn't mean... Jusht a pig... Like, I could imagine Brock becoming this guy if he doeshn't take too many hitsh to the head before he graduatesh." She laughs. "Really friendly, just ALL about school spirit and football. Lot's of football."
Karen joins her in laughter and retorts. "God, could you imagine Brock as a dentist? Those poor kids." Karen's laughter slows, then stops abruptly and she hugs a pillow in her lap. Jon raises an eyebrow.
"Are you ok?"
Karen looks away and nods. "Y-yeah, just Sarah's wish is all." Jon burst out laughing in spite of herself and Karen puffs up angrily. "It's - not - funny!" She says while beating him upside the head with her pillow to accent every word.
Jon just shakes her head. "Oh I know, Just... I guess now you know what it feels like is all. And all it took was to think about Brock?"
"I've already told you before. He's like the male equivilant of a bimbo... I don't want to date him, He's got a sack of rocks in his head, but god~ that body." She giggles before turning sober again. " It's just Sarah's wish has had me on a hairtrigger all day. I'm so sick of it... ugh!"
Jon shrugs. "Sounds like a normal highschool boy if you ask me." He teases.
"Well I'm not... And you're not a highschool girl. And this is all messed up." The levity of the mood vanishes and Karen apologizes.
"No, you're right Kare. We need to think of a way to fix this."
The two nod their head in agreement right as a knock on the door interrupts their thought.
