[ man, there will be a day jade can perfectly apply lipstick like that under stress. she's just not sure of when. probably whenever she has to put in actual effort towards her appearance. ugh. she pauses momentarily to watch her mother carve red into the corners of her lips, shaping them to her liking, with deep interest. she feels like she's seven again. ]

Yes.

[ immediately. she'd checked asap that dave was okay. jade sleeps like a log, so thankfully a morning text was all she needed to solve that problem... ]

He is perfectly fine and well, but when I saw him in my dre... my nightmare. [ she's right. it's a nightmare and goddamn if jade wasn't happy to see that it was just that. ] He... [ jade lets go of her hair to tag at her midsection in multiple spots. ] Bullet holes... Just... Everywhere.

[ it's hard but she looks determined to get the words out. she hasn't told a soul until now and it's been hard. ]