“ even though i’m wifey , you can hit it like a sidechick . ” / @salices​
they're together. for reasons unknown even to joe. somehow they'd found themselves in conversation where joe was addressing her as his girlfriend. where he said that they were together, putting his foot down as if it was something they can't have a debate about. it's not up for debate, because joe was speaking of it as though it was confirmed fact. but since then, he has found himself to be in various situations with willow in which she is even more invasive than before. speaking to him and closing in on his space because the excuse is that they’re together. he has to witness her do more and more tiktok dances than he may care to see. he sees her failing at the wap dance in her journey to be more seductive for joe. and he watches her, trying to restrain himself from laughing as he shoves peanuts in his mouth as he lays across his couch - watching her practice over and over again as she flops to the ground like a fish on land.
“ i don’t...know what that... ” he’s furrowing his brows at her now. knitted together as he’s trying to comprehend the words she’s saying. perhaps showing the age difference between them again but more likely the fact that joe is so uncultured when it comes to popular culture that it’s shocking. sometimes, like now, he looks at willow as if she’s speaking another language. because to him, she is. a different language entirely. something he hasn’t even thought to consider trying to translate because it’s bound to be as ridiculous as she is. he knows her, he thinks, too well. “ is this for a...tiktok? ” he’s trying to gauge what she’s doing. how she’s so close to him. what her words mean when all he’s trying to do is relax. just lay there on the couch as he drifts inbetween the thoughts in his head that can make hm drift into unconsciousness for a few minutes, sleep, and drifting into the realisation that he’s living with a woman - a girlfriend - who is so unlike his other abusive partners that he doesn’t quite know what to do nor say. he’s out of his depth. he’s not treated like trash, so he’s experiencing something new.
“ is that from finding nemo? ” joe is rubbing his hands against his face now. as though to wake himself up a bit more so he can comprehend the nonsense that he’s most likely to be engaged in. “ i hate that film ”
