Stark Industries, Wednesday
Wednesday, November 21st, 2012 12:32 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Jessica was thankful for many things. Being alive. Having awesome superpowers and the sense of responsibility to use them well. Having a job with SHIELD that allowed her to have a job at Stark's. Friends that she got to omit certain truths from.
Despite some recent events, things were decent. Which is why it was even more insane that she was spending her afternoon cleaning pudding out of a laptop.
"I'm not even mad," Jessica said to herself, mostly, and maybe to Jarvis. "I'm impressed. That pudding coats everything so evenly. Whoever did this was an artist and they're going to be huge soon. Because no artist is appreciated during their life, and I am going to kill whoever did this today."
At least she wasn't bored on the day before Thanksgiving.
Despite some recent events, things were decent. Which is why it was even more insane that she was spending her afternoon cleaning pudding out of a laptop.
"I'm not even mad," Jessica said to herself, mostly, and maybe to Jarvis. "I'm impressed. That pudding coats everything so evenly. Whoever did this was an artist and they're going to be huge soon. Because no artist is appreciated during their life, and I am going to kill whoever did this today."
At least she wasn't bored on the day before Thanksgiving.