Friday
Friday was back in Australia. She was organising herself some lunch, and attempting to open a jar of strawberry jam.
"Who was the stupid knob that put it on so tight?" she muttered.
Then something odd happened. A few seconds later it was like she got so much stronger and the lid went flying off the jar, out of her hand and smashed into the wall, cracking a tile. Friday stared.
"What the..."
"Day?" asked Jennifer, walking in. "I heard a noise what -"
Friday was just staring at the cracked tile, forgetting the jam.
"What happened?" Jennifer went on, hoping Friday wasn't resorting to acts of violence.
"I... I don't know... I was just trying to take off the lid..." Friday trailed off.
There didn't seem to be much more to say.