<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltwke2n9Qn1r0b1kfo1_400.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Jessica Stryker<br/><strong>Location:</strong>David’s doorway<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>David, Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Jessica strolled down the hallway, her bags in hand and a smile on her full lips. She loved to shop, loved to try things on and the act of buying. She wasn't a materistic girl, but she always found the act of shopping to be almost as pleasurable as sex... almost.<br/><br/>She paused at David's door and knocked on the jam, "You in there big brother?" she asked through the door. She had seen everyone else since she had gotten back from her solo-trip... That cow Sophie hadn't wanted anyone along, the stuck up bitch, but she had refused to allow that to ruin her day. "I want to ask you what you think of my new clothes." She dropped the bags in the middle of the hall; someone would pick them up, "You aren't mad at me are you?" she asked, "You haven't talked to me or even patted my ass all day." Admittedly, wierd criteria, but they worked for the attention starved girl... well, attention starved in her own mind at least.