#shitjamie

Faith: love you

Faith kept comfortable in her bed, a half empty bottle of Jack resting on her night stand. She had been drinking alone for the past half hour, until she got Jamie to come over and cuddle with her. She reached over to her night stand, wrapping her fist around the neck gently. Sitting up, the brunette took a large gulp from the drink. She leaned against the head board, pulling her legs up to sit Indian style. She thought about laying back down, but ended up figuring it was a stupid idea, since she was going to have to get back up when Jamie arrived.

Faith knew she probably shouldn't have encouraged the idea of Jamie getting high, but she didn't know what else to suggest. He was complaining about how quiet it was, and since she thought he might do something reckless when he was alone - she invited herself over. She kept on the outfit she was already wearing, which was simple - some pajama shorts and a tank top. Faith grabbed her phone and her keys and left her house, driving to Jamie's. Once she was there, she parked and got out, going over to knock on the door. "It's me, Faith!" She called out.