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time/location: later in the evening on any day you choose/kai’s residence <3

it would be a lie to say that kai wasn’t heavy on his mind. since their last hangout on the water tower, she was all that jackson could think about. whether he wanted to admit it or not, there was no doubt that he felt something for kai. was it just an intense friendship fueled by lots of weed or something a little more? jackson wasn’t sure, but there was no denying spending time with them made him feel comfortable and happy. she made him genuinely happy, and not just a front he put on for most people. after finally drying from his shower, applying the tiniest bit of his cologne, and making sure his curls looked extra remarkable -- jackson made his way from maple to oakley court and within a few minutes, he arrived at the destination. much to his annoyance, butterflies filled his stomach as he realized he was mere minutes from seeing quite possibly the most beautiful human he ever met. he pulled out his phone and sent a text to their number: hope ur ready! i have a surprise for u ;). he texted, referring to the llama lighter tattoo he had gotten to honor their “friendship”. 

finally, jackson parked his car and made his way to their door. he knocked quite loudly, putting on a face of confidence for them to see when she answered the door.  as the door opened, his grin never faltered. “hello, bud girl. would you like to chat about our lord and savior, betty white?” he remarked with a chuckle, his green hues never leaving their beautiful brown eyes. 

    much like jackson, kai was never the romantic type. they never cared to look for the next huge love story to come their way or to find a date for any of the school dances; they were happy just existing around people who made them happy. but there was one person they dated that managed to make them feel all the giddy, romantic, fluffy feelings they often saw in moves and her friends experiencing. it ended a bit too quickly, after a year, if you ask kai, but there were no hard feelings on their end. did it suck? yeah, absolutely, but kai understood that sometimes people drift apart. they didn’t harbor feelings either, because once they called it quits, it was like a switch, something in kai clicked, and it was instant friendship in their eyes. and this was the way they went about life…up until they met jackson. from the moment they met, he captivated kai in ways they couldn’t express, and they just wanted to be around the other. whenever the two joked about their love life, however, the feelings they would get with their ex back in the day, all those fluffy feelings came rushing back to them. it was hard for it not to happen, especially when they found their gaze lingering on jackson’s for as long as he held theirs. too long? more like, too short. kai could stare into his eyes all day, all night, and never want to look away because he truly had a piece of their soul even if they didn’t know it. “i like bonnie and clyde better. i get to be clyde, though.” they say with a soft laugh, their grin turning into a small, soft smile as their gaze lingers on one another. it took every ounce of restraint in kai not to let their eye flick down to jackson’s lips at this moment, because, god, they would be lying if they said they didn’t want to lean in and feel the way his lips would feel on theirs. their eyes fluttered for a second as the thought quickly got pushed from their mind, and they got distracted by jackson’s response to her movie night offer, the smile on their lips instantly growing, “you’re down? wonderful. don’t worry about being the bud guy, i like being your bud girl.” they playfully wink, chuckling a bit, “but, we’ll chalk this up for later on this week! keep in touch. i think i’ll make it a cheesy horror movie type of night. with movies like ‘the blob’ and ‘killer tomatoes from outer space’ we can get high and laugh about it all. or get terrified because who’s to say there aren’t alien tomatoes in outer space right now?” the movie night couldn’t come sooner for them, honestly. they wanted any excuse to spend more time with jackason and truly, in their heart, felt like they could do these types of things with him forever. and even though it was not to notice the way jackson was looking at them right now, it was easy for her mind to assume the other was feeling the joint and just giving her a high look, nothing more, but kai secretly wished they were wrong. while they listened to jackson’s dick tattoo story, they took more drags of the joint; unfortunately, they couldn’t stop picturing how this entire scene probably looked when jackson was tattooing this particular piece. “that all sounds so awkward, and like…” their mind drifts for a second, a high, happy smile forms, “i just have so many questions. but, i’ll leave it at that for now. ouch. my respects to anyone who does it and sticks through it.” they take one final hit of the joint, passing it over to jackson, ignoring the tingles on her fingertips as they accidentally brushed against jackson’s fingers when passing the joint over. “if you want to be the step-dad then we may have to get married, you know. lucky for you, i happen to have a pen and paper with me so we can get married right now; check the vibes with aubrey ii, and if it doesn’t work..we have to burn the paper. it’s the only way to annul the marriage.” they were joking, partially; while they did have pen and paper, they didn’t really think jackson would go along with the silly idea. and had jackson not brought the dates, kai would’ve forgotten they even mentioned it, but they thought nothing of him asking about them, “the dates? oh. well, one didn’t show up. i forgot what reason they gave me. i’ll be honest, i was already eating and watching youtube videos by the time they sent the message. and the second, um, well…” they shrug, “nothing was really wrong if i’m honest. we shared a kiss, which was nice, but i felt no spark there. it was dull. so, bleh, a bust in my opinion.” and if kai were even more honest with themselves, they would admit that they had been thinking of jackson and what he was up for a majority of that date anyway. “i guess i’ll just have to go on a couple more or whatever they do in the dating world. what about you, love? any exciting things happening in your love life? anyone interesting catch your eye yet?”

“you can be absolutely be clyde. i’ve always fancied myself a bonnie, anyway,” he said with a goofy grin. although he couldn’t imagine confessing it out loud, the mere ‘joke’ of them being a power couple filled him with an unusual giddiness. for the first time in a long time, jackson didn’t feel like the idea of love was hopeless. he had a lot of love to give, but didn’t find himself worthy of it. god forbid he fall in love, get married, start a family, and ultimately end up being a dysfunctional husband and partner. he didn’t want to end up like his toxic parents. as kai spoke, jackson found himself hanging on to every word she said. a smile tugging at his lips at their future plans, unable to not overthink it.  could it be possible that kai viewed it as a sort of date? jackson doubted it, but that wasn’t going to stop jackson from wearing his nicest cologne and dressing nice in an attempt to impress them. “alright, my favorite bud girl. it’s a date,” he remarked, feeling his cheeks heat up at his slip of the tongue.  thankfully it was a bit dark, and he really hoped  kai didn’t notice his internal freakout. “there’s truly nothing better than cheesy and beautifully terrible horror movies.  i think, for me, at least, i’ll be both amused and slightly terrified by the killer tomatoes.  i hope you’re ready for me to jump in your arms. you may have to find a way to ‘calm me down’,” he teased, offering her a playful wink. was his thought a little lustful? perhaps, but it was a very jackson thing to make everything slightly sexual. with kai, however, he wanted much more than hooking up. in fact, he’d settle for just kissing thier perfect lips and holding her through the cold nights. after the few hits, it was safe to say that jackson was feeling it, a sense of relaxation taking over despite the tension between them that seemed obvious to everyone except them. he was just grateful kenji wasn’t seeing how he looked at them, his gazing far from being subtle. jackson couldn’t help but laugh at kai’s reaction to the infamous dick tattoo story. it was surely one of his least favorite tattoo stories and he was happy to share with someone the awkward experience. plus, seeing kai’s amused reaction was beyond adorable to jackson. he could stare at their smile forever and die a happy man.  “i’d say that’s a fair reaction. he was a pretty nice dude and dick doesn’t normally bother me, but I felt like i was torturing him in the worst kind of ways. when he passed out, i had to check his vitals every minute and luckily he woke up, had a soda, and then we finished the tattoo. luckily, i make enough money now that i can deny those types of tattoos,” he said with a chuckle. as kai handed over the nearly gone joint, jackson couldn’t help but desire more of her touch -- the near grazing against their hand fueling another flurry of butterflies. he expertly took his last hit, nearly burning his finger in the process. as he exhaled the last bit of smoke, his eyes never left kai’s direction as she spoke.  even the prospect of a fake marriage made him happy, but it was just a joke so he had to contain his feelings. “there’s nobody i’d rather fake marry, kai. we definitely have to make this official. you better not divorce me when you realize how annoying I can be,” he said, raising and eyebrow and chuckling. while filled with excitement, he almost forgot about the dates she went on. the thought killed him, but he hoped that if kai were to date anyone, they’d be worthy of their affections. jackson ashed the joint out against the watertower, listening closely to their recollection of the dates. a part of him was pissed they didn’t work out because kai deserved love, but another part of him was ecstatic. he couldn’t help but feel a little selfish for these thoughts. “sorry they didn’t work out. you’ll find someone someday that makes you see fuckin’ fireworks when you kiss them. also, if anyone ever stands you up again, let me know. i’ll kick their ass,” he said with a perhaps bit too serious look on his face. “i don’t know if anything or anyone i’m doing could be called love, but it’s fun, i guess.”

    from the moment they met jackson, kai knew they were their other half. he understood their jokes, their puns, the references they made, but most of all, he understood them. and in return, they felt as if jackson had never filtered himself or been anything other than himself with them, and it was a beautiful feeling. so many times, kai has looked over at jackson and counted their lucky stars they ran into him. but just as they had looked over at him with fondness, they would also would steal glances just to catch a glimpse of his smile. at the nicolas sparks comment, they can’t help but laugh, “how romantic, jackson. you think our story belongs in the nicolas sparks section. here i am chalking us up to a healthier version of harley and the joker. regardless,”  their smile grows wider, “if your face is the last thing i see before i die, i would be going out smiling with you by my side.” suddenly they can’t thank the night enough, because, they were sure their cheeks were blushing and they could only hope the moonlight didn’t betray them. sometimes whenever they were around jackson, making jokes about their ‘love life’ together, kai felt weird tingles in their stomach, but it’s a feeling they haven’t really put much thought into. how could they not? when he smiled like that at them, like he was genuinely happy to be with them like it was a side of him that only kai got to see, and even if it wasn’t true, they liked to believe those goofy smiles were reserved for moments like these. “oh, is that so?” they playfully smirk, leaning up to rest on their elbows, “i wouldn’t mind you making it up to me by, oh i don’t know, coming over for a movie night. it’s overdue.” they try to ignore how their chest tightened a little when they suggested a movie night, chalking it up to the high altitude they were currently at. the way his eyes light up at the lighter, matching kai’s excitement over it, and his comment about the llama, it only made kai’s smile even wider, and they got into a small fit of soft giggles. he was cute, what could they say? “wait…” their voice trails for a second as they reach for the joint, instantly taking in a huge drag, with smoke being held in their lungs they continue their train of thought, “..i’m kinda curious. did he get that dick tattoo? can you tattoo a dick? i mean, i feel like you could…wouldn’t it be very painful?” they exhale a slow breath of thick smoke, before exhaling it completely. before handing the joint over, they take another smaller hit, grinning at jackson, “you’re living all of our dreams.” they pass the joint over with a light chuckle, “oh, i’ve been alright. nothing too insane going on. i did finally cave, and i am officially the mama bear to a venus fly trap. you’re welcome to come over and visit aubrey ll.; also, i went on a couple of failed dates. like two, but still.” they laugh, smiling, “i miss you dearly every second we are apart, babe. what about you? have you been missing me dearly?” 

jackson was never much of the romantic type and much preferred to keep things casual with people. when he was a teenager, he fell in love once and it royally fucked him up, to say the least. it was bad enough that it made his decision to move to the states that much easier. following the devastating breakup with his high school sweetheart, jackson swore he’d never let himself fall for someone like that again, but rather live his life as a ‘bachelor’ who couldn’t be tamed. as the two of them joked about their romance, jackson often times found himself feeling a flutter in his stomach or his heart skip a beat or two, which he was quick to ignore and justify with any excuse that he could come up with. tonight, as he looked at kai and felt those sensations, he told himself that it was because he made a friend who he cared about. friends could give each other butterflies, right? “i could see harley and the joker, but i get to be harley,” he teased with a smirk. “or fuck it-- we could be bonnie and clyde? the possibilities are endless, my love,”  jackson remarked with a smile, fondly gazing into their deep brown eyes for perhaps a bit too long. at kai’s next comment, jackson quickly nodded in agreement. “a movie night could be fun. make sure you pick something good for us to watch and i’ll be there with drinks and snacks. maybe i’ll even be the ‘bud guy’ for this gathering.” jackson couldn’t help but look a bit giddy at the prospect of spending more time with kai, finding flattery that they were already planning their next hangout. it wasn’t unusual for people to get tired of jackson and that normally didn’t bother him, but the idea that kai could one day grow tired of him would absolutely break his heart. the way kai smiled whole heartedly at his excitement made it hard for him to look away, finding himself entranced how someone could look so naturally beautiful and seem so unaware of this fact. somehow, jackson managed to pull himself out of his trance at their next question, a hearty chuckle escaping his lips. “yeah, i’ve done one in my entire time tattooing. i usually refuse because it’s awkward as fuck. this dude seemed curious, but apprehensive, so i kind of doubt he will call me back to finalize that appointment. so, basically... the dick has to be hard and most people that get a tattoo there cry and pass out.” jackson shrugged his shoulders and smirked after his explanation of the dreaded tattoo spot. he had been tattooing for just over ten years and he always had crazy stories to share with people. jackson took the joint from them and listened to kai speak, a tinge of jealousy hitting him as they mentioned the dates. in order to curb that uncomfortable feeling, jackson once again took a long drag from the joint between his lips and started to feel himself relax as the drug filled his lungs. the smoke was slowly exhaled into the chilly winter air. “i’d love to meet aubrey ii. shit, i’ll even be a step dad if the vibes are there, ‘ya feel?” jackson took one more smaller hit before passing the joint back to kai. “dates, huh? what exactly made them fail?”

Connor was never in the closet what he liked was what he liked and he never had a problem expressing that. What he did have a problem with was being open emotionally enough to ever fully commit to something or someone. Unless it was car Connor had the urge to run from the way he felt. Thats how him and Jackson had go into this situation, the tension between them was clear to any one but Connor always kept a step back from doing anything about. “If you wanted me to warm you up you wold have to my house not a copy shop not a lot i can do here without getting arrested.” He teased the other with a sly grin. He shouldered off his jacket and held it out. “Here take it, Im not gonna use it once i get to the shop and you look like you need it more then i do” He told hime as he looked him over, the thoughts he was having about the man. a little too easy to read. “Plus it gives you a reason to come by later tonight.”  He moved forward as the line did but still kept his attention on the person behind him, “It’s been a while since he hung out i’ll even cook for you”. 

in the words of an ex of jackson’s, he was prone to think with his dick. it wasn’t like he didn’t care about finding love, but rather he didn’t know how to properly do it. sex was an escape for him and although he appreciated a nice chase, the sexual tension between connor and himself drove him absolutely crazy. “i guess i can see your point there. although i could fancy a cafe bathroom shag, your place has lots of surfaces and spaces we could explore,” jackson said with a smirk, biting down on his lower lip hard as his mind went directly into the gutter at connor’s suggestion. whether they would actually hookup or were both all talk was up for debate, but he was sorting hoping connor was being serious. the tension between them was so heavy on his mind that he forgot he was practically frozen from the outside temperature. when connor handed him the jacket, jackson smiled and took it happily. he’d normally deem it unnecessary, but he wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity to see him later. without a moment of hesitation, jackson slowly slipped the jacket on and smiled at connor. “food and you? sounds like a hell of an evening. i get off around 8 tonight. does that work for you, babe?”

   the moment kai realized who they were talking to, an instant smile formed on their lips; they knew this would be a perfect type of night. they laughed at jackson’s remark about getting murdered together, their smile growing wider, “i’d be more than okay getting murdered with you, too, babe. although…i’d rather fight off a murderer with you because imagine how much more fun that would be? but…if it comes down to us dying together, i mean, your face being the last thing i see isn’t so bad.” they tease in return, playfully winking, before turning to make their way up the water tower. when they were finally up there, settled on the blanket, they begin digging through their backpack while jackson talks to them. “never fear,” kai replies, laughing a little as they take out the baggie of pre-rolled joints, “bud girl is here,” they playfully announce, unable to help themselves from laughing at their own silly joke. “oh! also! check out this llama lighter i got!” lighters were the strangest thing for them to get excited over, but they always, ALWAYS got excited over a new lighter. especially if it had a cool or funny design on it, this one had ‘oh. hello there.’ and a picture of a llama wearing pink shades on it; for some reason, kai fell in love with it from the moment they saw it. “do us the honors and start us off, will ya?” kai playfully suggests, handing over the bag and lighter. meanwhile, they settled back down to lay on their back; their gaze remained on jackson for the time being, “how are you doing tonight, sunshine?”

there was something about kai that excited jackson, but he couldn’t quite figure it out. maybe it was because kai was the type that he didn’t have to censor his real self from or maybe it was how beautiful they were. he couldn’t be sure, but either way, there was something about them that intrigued the hell out of jackson. “hell yeah, kai. i mean, i do feel like we’re badass enough that the murderer would have to give up and admit they are inferior. worst case, though -- we die together and become a love story for the ages. like a nicholas sparks story, but sexier and slightly insane,” jackson blushed slightly, but did his best to shake that feeling away. in his head, jackson was much too smooth to let anyone make him red. the two made their way up the tower, the man following behind them and finally making it to the top. as they settled into their new positions, jackson’s goofy grin refused to falter. “well, bud girl, you never cease to disappoint me. I swear one of these days i’ll make it up to you in one way or another,” he said with a smirk, barely able to stop himself from saying something sexual. jackson’s eyes lit up a bit at the lighters fun design. “this is quite possibly the coolest llama i’ve ever seen. like, that llama definitely gets all the bad bitch llamas. it’s beautiful, really.” the goofiest of laughs left between his lips as he grabbed the baggie and lighter from them and prepared to start out the festivities. the man carefully removed a joint from the bag, setting it down behind them. without a moment of hesitation, jackson placed the pre-rolled joint between his lips, lit the end, and deeply inhaled the smoke. at kai’s question, jackson exhaled the smoke with a small cough and smiled over at them sweetly before handing them the joint. “i’m doing alright. i got to tattoo butterflies on three white girls and had a dude ask me about a dick tattoo, so I’d say that’s me living the dream. how about you, love? missing me dearly?”

“aw, well shucks.” zane chuckles, smiling bashfully back at jackson. the compliments were certainly appreciated. “i’m zane.” he adds, pointing to the nametag pinned to his delia’s t-shirt. “i’ll put the order in for you then. don’t feel too bad, i’ve only been working here a few months. though i am from moorbrooke in general. i guess this place isn’t as small as we both thought.” 

it wasn’t a typical day unless jackson was attempting to make new friends with stupid compliments, which was one of his less socially acceptable character traits. “you’re certainly welcome. it’s nice to meet you, zane. i probably should’ve noticed the nametag,” he remarked with a small laugh. “i’m starting to realize that. seems more and more people are moving here. thanks, again!”

· ·"i’ll try not to, but i make no promises,“ emmett playfully responds, lightly chuckling, offering jackson a friendly grin. "it’s a pleasure to meet you, jackson! i’ve lived in moorbrooke my whole life. you know, it’s funny, i was just thinking about how i don’t know the people in my hometown as well as i think i do. i don’t know. maybe i spend too much time reading books?” he lightly chuckles again, giving a slight shrug. as the line moved up, emmett turned to look at the menu; he began to silently scan the different latte’s because he felt like spicing things up today. “have you lived here a while, too, jackson?” he curiously inquires, “because your face seems a smidgen familiar, but, i can’t quite tell from where.” his eyes suddenly spotted the drink he was going to get, “there it is. the drink of the day.” his attention returned to jackson, his warm smile never faltering, “if you’re into oat milk, or looking to try something new, i recommend the brown sugar oatmilk espresso from here. that is, assuming you’ve never tried it.” moving up as the line moves, emmett reaches for something in his pants pocket, “and, by the way, this is on me. please. don’t even try to fight me. what kind of date would i be if i asked you out and then had you pay?” he laughed, taking another step up, “are you hungry? they have delicious breakfast sandwiches too.”

“just be careful, buddy. there is a long line to board the jackson train and i’m not that easy,” he joked, offering emmett a playful wink. jackson’s statement was a bit of a lie, he was definitely that easy.·“the pleasure is all mine. nothing wrong with reading a good book. i should probably start doing more of that to stay out of trouble, but old habits die hard,” he said with a smile. at emmett’s question, jackson thought back to his childhood and adolescence in england and found himself feeling a tiny bit homesick, but he quickly brushed that annoying feeling off to answer the question presented to him.·“i’ve been here about a decade or so now, but i’m originally from london. moving here was a bit of an impulsive decision, but i had a good pal here and settled in,” he explained with a shrug of his shoulders. jackson didn’t typically talk about his past, but something about emmett made it easy for him to open up to. it wasn’t like he had a traumatic life, but he felt like a completely different person than he was back in europe and felt more himself.·as the topic turned to drinks, jackson turned his attention to the menu, a look of confusion on his face. he didn’t typically order anything complicated and was genuinely shocked by how much was on the menu.·“oatmilk? i wasn’t aware that oats had titties, but hey... i’ll try it. you don’t seem the type to steer me wrong,” he said with a goofy smile. as emmett reached for money, jackson was just about to fight him on it when he was quickly put in his place.·“alright, alright. i’ll let you treat me. i don’t want to fight you and break us up so early in the game,” he joked, already looking at breakfast sandwiches before the question was even asked.·“the bacon, egg and cheese croissant sounds great,” he answered a little too quickly.

Mickey chuckled softly. “I think the fact that you managed to even do it for one day in the New Year means everything because I usually give up on my New Years resolutions on the 1st. My alarm will go off to tell me I have something and I’ll just look at the phone and say eh, never mind we’ll try again next year.” That has happened a lot since coming to this town, and Mickey just figured it was because he was tired after work but honestly, that was just the excuse he stuck with. 

“I suppose it would be rude of me to deny that offer, so I shall accept. I will never turn down a chance for someone to buy me fries.” He teased as he followed after the other. “I’m Mickey, by the way. Not sure if we’ve met and if we have, then I am sorry. I blame the firm. This case we’re working on has all of us in a sleepy daze of confusion and coffee.”

“hell yeah, i love the positivity, man!” jackson said with a light chuckle, amused by the other’s contribution to the conversation. “honestly, i feel that in the depths of my soul. i think staying in bed more is a great resolution to have anyways, so i wouldn’t blame you if you changed your goals to that.” jackson wished he slept more sometimes, but his hyperactive brain never let him. he was very much a ‘go, go, go’ type and had been for as long as he could remember.  </p>

“the fries here are pretty incredible and hey -- you might make a new friend out of it, too.” the two were next in line behind a lady who was definitely buying food for her family or just super hungry, but luckily the line had moved up quite a bit since they first got to talking. “nice to meet you, mickey. i’m jackson and it’s totally cool. i don’t go out too often during the daylight hours unless i’m at the tattoo shop. so, you must be a lawyer or something?”

NICO

   kindness was not something nico was used to getting from strangers, so it took them a minute to process what was happening, and they felt so embarrassed by their reaction to it. their reaction to being offered the hoodie was to just stare at the kind guy talking to him and blink like an idiot. part of them was speechless, the other part was yelling at them to say something, say anything. “but, if i wear your hoodie, won’t you be cold?” they gently asked, not wanting to sound rude, they can’t help but add, “i really appreciate it, though.” one of his hands reaches up to scratch the back of their neck a little, “ like, really. i don’t think anyone has ever offered me their hoodie. that’s..very kind of y-you.” the playful nature the other seemed to have was comforting to nico, it helped them relax a little, something that didn’t typically occur with strangers. they can’t help but softly laugh at the light teasing, “the tropical warmth of my blankets,” they jokingly reply, another light laugh leaving their lips, “i’m nico. it’s really nice to meet you. um. so, what about you? where are you heading after you get your coffee? ”

truth be told, it was in jackson’s nature to be kind to people that he felt was worthy of it, which was everyone until they gave him reason not to be. the stranger had kind eyes and wasn’t immediately rude to him when they collided. “eh, I was gonna stick around here for a while to warm up anyways. it’s always super cozy in here anyway,” he said with a shrug of his shoulders. he could tell that they felt a little uncomfortable, but nodded his head at their appreciation and general kind demeanor.  “no worries. you definitely need to be careful in this cold, though. it’s so cold it hits the bones. that might just be because i’m an old man, though,” he said with a smirk. jackson was far from shy and found their gentleness intriguing, so he was enjoying their casual conversation. “fuck yeah! that’s the way it should be,” a small chuckle left between his lips after the comment. “pleasure to meet you, nico. as for me, i’ll probably head home too and emotionally prepare myself for work this evening. just living the american dream.”

“It must be your lucky day.” Zane chuckles, amused. “You’re all good, no harm done here.” He adds, reaching for his pad to write down Jackson’s order, his pen poised over the paper. “Well if you want sweet, you can’t go wrong with a cinnamon roll and a cup of coffee. It’s my breakfast of choice.” 

“i’m feeling pretty lucky. not only do you have a cute face and provide coffee to the moorbrooke folk, but you’re also very friendly!” Jackson said with a smirk, crossing his arms over his chest to warm up his hands as he listened to his suggestion. “That sounds great, actually. I’m sold,” he remarked with a small smile. “i’m jackson, by the way. shockingly we’ve never met in this small town. but that could be because i’m a creature of the night.”