Hitting the Ground

This was going to end badly. Granted, things with Jodie had a tendency to go sideways sooner or later, but this was a whole new level of stupid, something an entire order of magnitude worse than her usual capers. Sarah watched in equal parts fascination and horror as Jodie pulled on the dark green leather jacket, modeling it for herself in the mirror as if she were deciding whether to purchase just that coat or perhaps one in each color. It was a well-performed pantomime, Sarah had to give her that, but anyone paying attention could tell. The kind of people who could afford to shop here would take one look at them and know instantly that they were the sort of girls who couldn’t. All Sarah wanted was to grab Jodie and get the hell out of there, but she knew it wasn't going to happen without a fight.