How long had she stayed in her room? Her bed? The same clothes? She lost track of time. She must look awful. Smell awful. It didn't matter. James had called her a few times, she didn't pick up. Tiana was mourning for a man she knew for only a few hours. Yet, she had never lost someone close to her. Swift… she didn't even know if she had died. Shaking her head, she curled tighter under her sheets.
The only thing she had done was put out enough food and water for Tiger, and the kitten was somewhere getting into something. The furball had resigned himself to the fact she would not be cheered up with cuteness. Closing her eyes, she just want
Perhaps she should just wear a big sign around her neck that said "Yes Universe, I enjoy being played with" because it seemed everytime she was getting used to being in one time, it threw her into another. Hissing in pain, Tiana rubbed her head. Looking around, she couldn't pick up much. Not a single hint to give her an exact date.
"Well then… This is a wonderful way to start the Christmas season…"
Jet jumped and swung around to Tiana. "Shut up," he breathed icily. "You're gonna ruin everything." He turned back to where he was looking, which was across a street to a bar. People were shouting inside, and shadows danced across the broke
Tiana had woken up back in her home, back in her white dress, back to normalcy. Yet, she knew everything that had happened was not a dream. Three days later and she knew what had happed had indeed happened. Currently, she was on her way to the library, going to go through the archives for anything…
James found Tiana in her way to the library. Pushing up his glasses, he hurried to join her. As he got closer, he could tell she was distraught. "Went back again, Tiana?" he asked, finally joining her.
She looked over at him, smiling some. Worry was still in her eyes, making the usually bright color dull. The person she had bumped into had brushe