Calling Dr West

I groaned again and slipped out of the bed and walked toward the bathroom as I stretched. I sat on the toilet to relieve myself my head in my hands clutching at my hair. I opened my eyes and caught a glimpse of the tattoo on my forearm and sighed. How the hell did I end up here?- A Jori Story. slightly A/U DIsclaimer: DO NOT OWN. never will (Sadly)