MOTION / SICKNESS

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        “ i’m really glad you enjoyed it. i just wanted to leave my mark, you know? ” she definitely did some damage, hopefully not beyond repair with cassie. a laugh escaping her, her arm going around the others shoulder to give her a squeeze. “ my apologies. i promise next time there will be a leading role with your name on it! ” her grin bright as she looks at the blonde, just glad to know that someone is supporting her. a snort escaping her about nate. it is what he deserves. “ good. what a piece of shit, right? i swear he’s like the one person i’m happy got beat up. ”

        “ ima take my chances. ” he laughs head shaking at her, as she goes off in her usually wild BB kinda way, use to her early morning antics since she often crashed at his after, Fez almost always the designated driver, on account of being there on business.  Still he welcomes the coffee, as much as she does.

             “ you always be makin’ a mess, good thing i like yo messy ass, kid.” he teases playful as he sips his coffee, for that much-needed caffeine hit, he might not be hungover but he never sleeps great. Shrugging at her comment, “ I just curious who got you all fuckin’ smiley and shit like you was last night –beside, I gotta know if he be good enough for ya -” brow arching, maybe he wasn’t much for romance, but he might have his own little crush too, in the form of a certain brunette he’d spend most some of last night talking too, hopes she was too distracted by book boy and didn’t pick up on that though,

“Remember I warned you. I don’t want you blamin’ me for ANY bard karma or shit-” if there was one thing she was good at, it was feeding into some BIT she created. Truthfully, she would have considered the floor having some sort of personality too if someone tried it on her. BB wasn’t gullible, just always looking for a different perspective than most had.

When it came to what Jess expected he’d get out of life, it was a laundry list of hard lessons. The idea that home was always going to be a foreign concept, and that genuine love was something he’d only ever read about.

“Deal.” Jess replied, as his arms tightened around her. The sound of happiness rang clearly next to her name, and for once when he pictured it he could see it. His lips pressed against her forehead. “You and me against the world, babe.” Jess murmured, happiness seeping into his tone.

She was constantly losing herself in different realities, all depending on what channel of the television she turned on. It felt like a proper escape, taking her away from whatever would come into her mind about her life. Then she met Jess, and finally those realities seemed less and less interesting.