November 27
7:30pm
Open to everyone
Currently open to James only
With the sun setting at around 4:30pm, it's light has vanished under the horizon. A cold rain falls on a Manhattan suburb where Lisa sits locked in her room crying into a pillow. Ever since Jack showed up in her life, her father and her have been at odds. He didn't like the kid. He thought Jack was going no where in his life, was clueless and too old for his daughter. Not only that, but he went to some special school for gifted youngsters. As far as her father was concerned, the only gift Jack had was to annoy everyone in a 10 mile radius. Jack never made it any easier. He was clingy and always expecting her to text him back every 2 minutes. Lisa's friends thought he was a little controlling or obsessive. She just laughed it off but lately it was starting to become a problem. Her dad was noticing all the texts and getting more and more angry. But Jack wouldn't chill out. It was getting to the point where she thought she might have to break up with him just so she could keep the peace with her family. It wasn't something she wanted to do but since he wouldn't listen to her, she didn't have much choice. Lisa still had a few years where she still had to live with her parents and the arguments were starting to get worse.
Curled up on her bed, Lisa didn't notice that someone had also noticed all the fighting. James has been visiting home for Thanksgiving. His mother had shipped him off to boarding school but would never let him miss a big home cooked meal. He of course had to take his Benadryl to help keep him from sneezing. The last time he had a cold his sneeze blew half the house down. A few days ago he heard yelling so loud he thought that maybe someone was fighting with his mom downstairs. But it turned out it was coming from next door. The pretty girl, James thinks is named Lisa, was having a bad argument with her father about some guy. Each day it seemed to get worse and Lisa seemed to become a little more hysterical. He wished there was something he could do, but what?
7:30pm
Open to everyone
Currently open to James only
With the sun setting at around 4:30pm, it's light has vanished under the horizon. A cold rain falls on a Manhattan suburb where Lisa sits locked in her room crying into a pillow. Ever since Jack showed up in her life, her father and her have been at odds. He didn't like the kid. He thought Jack was going no where in his life, was clueless and too old for his daughter. Not only that, but he went to some special school for gifted youngsters. As far as her father was concerned, the only gift Jack had was to annoy everyone in a 10 mile radius. Jack never made it any easier. He was clingy and always expecting her to text him back every 2 minutes. Lisa's friends thought he was a little controlling or obsessive. She just laughed it off but lately it was starting to become a problem. Her dad was noticing all the texts and getting more and more angry. But Jack wouldn't chill out. It was getting to the point where she thought she might have to break up with him just so she could keep the peace with her family. It wasn't something she wanted to do but since he wouldn't listen to her, she didn't have much choice. Lisa still had a few years where she still had to live with her parents and the arguments were starting to get worse.
Curled up on her bed, Lisa didn't notice that someone had also noticed all the fighting. James has been visiting home for Thanksgiving. His mother had shipped him off to boarding school but would never let him miss a big home cooked meal. He of course had to take his Benadryl to help keep him from sneezing. The last time he had a cold his sneeze blew half the house down. A few days ago he heard yelling so loud he thought that maybe someone was fighting with his mom downstairs. But it turned out it was coming from next door. The pretty girl, James thinks is named Lisa, was having a bad argument with her father about some guy. Each day it seemed to get worse and Lisa seemed to become a little more hysterical. He wished there was something he could do, but what?
