Author's Note: Part of the Imperfect Timeline. Happiness to come later!
"Annie, wait!" Jeff told himself long ago that it would be a cold day in hell before he chases, literally chases, after a girl. But here he is, jogging after no other than Annie Edison.
She pretends she can't hear him even as people stare at her. She refuses to stop because, for once, she doesn't want to be the one doing all the work. Even if its silly and childish, Annie wants to be worth chasing.
She knows that she's smart and pretty and overall, a damn good catch. She knows this and somehow Jeff makes her doubt it all.
"Annie, what the hell?" He's a little winded from the bobbing and weaving and the mowing over people but he's finally caught up to her.
She feigns ignorance as she glances to the side.
"Oh, hey Jeff. Did you need something?" He almost stumbles, as if her words alone throw him off.
"Seriously, what is up with you?" He expects to hear some form of protest or indignation but she is quiet and non-reactive.
"What do you mean?"
Jeff squints at her. He doesn't like this conversation. She's as pleasant as she is with everyone and maybe that's the part he doesn't like, because he's not everyone.
So he drops it.
"Nothing. I'll see you tomorrow." Her eyes change for just a moment and Jeff isn't sure what he's seeing but it might be disappointment.
He stops then and she keeps walking and it all seems so final.
That night, Jeff commences Operation Quest for Truth.
