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I could seriously use a drink.
Acting like an idiot just kind of comes with being a teenager, though. So…unless you’re some super honor roll AP student freak, I’d expect you to act like an idiot.
*laughs* Well no matter the classes you take, acting like an idiot is still necessary to life as a teenager. Besides I made honor roll when I was drunk off my ass for three years. I think I'm set.
I could seriously use a drink.
Sometimes I wish I could have just been a stupid kid, so that I could sit there and slack off while the teachers babied me.
That would be fucking beautiful, but ya know books and smarts, even if I act like an idiot most of the time. Acting like an idiot is just fun.
I could seriously use a drink.
I know the feeling. It comes everytime I step through the threshold into Calculus.
*laughs slightly* Well it is Calculus, and Calculus is hell. The pros and cons of being good at math. They're mostly cons.
I could seriously use a drink.
I’m hoping you choose the nap. What happened?
Naps are nice. Just tired and rather wishing the world would disappear for a while.
I could seriously use a drink.
or just a nice long nap.
I need coffee and bread pronto.
I don’t have problems.
*raises an eyebrow* Alright, Jes.
I need coffee and bread pronto.
So? You’ve got your own problems too, Jes. You’re still a fantastic friend.
That’s a sad excuse and you know it.
No no it's not. We all think about our problems too.
I need coffee and bread pronto.
Everything will be fixed. Maybe not now, but eventually. I’m sorry that I put you through all of this all the time. I’m not a very good friend.
*looks up and shakes her head* No. You’re a fantastic friend. Don’t lie, Jes. You’re the best, honestly.
I don’t know about that. It seems I’ve been pretty bad lately. I haven’t even asked you how you’ve been in the past week or so.
So? You've got your own problems too, Jes. You're still a fantastic friend.
Hypocrite || Jesse & Dani
Jesse allowed himself to be pulled to the couch and let himself fall backwards into it, leaning far back against the cushions. “Rent’s fine…I don’t think I’ve seen it, anyways…but I do know Mattie likes it…so I should like it.” He mumbled as she walked away into the kitchen to make popcorn. Finally her words registered with him and he sat up quickly and looked the way she had gone. “Oh! Yeah! Don’t worry about me! I’m not hungry anyways. It would kind of suck if I hurled all over your apartment…so nah.” He turned back and shrank against the couch.
Once she came back in with the bag of popcorn, he grinned and watched her begin to sit down beside him. Before she made it all the way down, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her right up beside him, moving his arm to sling around her neck. He gently tugged her so that she was leaning against his shoulder and he smiled down at her. “Yeah, you’re probably right. If I do wake up with something drawn on me, I know where to find you…” He spoke softly before turning back to the TV.
Dani squealed slightly as he pulled her to him, but she leaned into his embrace a smile widening across her face. Her thoughts flashed through different things before she shoved the thoughts from her head. He didn't like her. There was no way. She wasn't anywhere near good enough for him when all he'd ever been to her was kind. She hated to ruin their friendship, hell, she hated the distance all the time. She wanted to go back to how it was before the whole date even if she still wanted him to know her feelings.
"Wait. Wait. Wait. You haven't seen Rent?! Are you nuts?!" she laughed slightly shaking her head slightly. "Well there's no way I can let you sleep now! And if you do fall asleep I'll have to find a sharpie to draw on your face! It's simply horrible that you haven't seen Rent when it's sooo good, no matter how sad it may be."
I need coffee and bread pronto.
Everything will be fixed. Maybe not now, but eventually. I’m sorry that I put you through all of this all the time. I’m not a very good friend.
*looks up and shakes her head* No. You're a fantastic friend. Don't lie, Jes. You're the best, honestly.
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I need coffee and bread pronto.
*Eyes widen, and he pulls her against his chest and wraps his arms around her, talking softly into her hair* I’m so, so sorry, Dani. I didn’t think…I just didn’t think. I know it’s hard for you. It’s hard for me to see you in pain like this. I wish it wasn’t like this. Nothing’s going to happen to me. I’ll be fine.
*sighs and clutches his shirt in her hands* Don't be, Jes. Don't be. You're still you. You're allowed to drink and shit. I'm not used to figuring things out without a glass of whiskey. I wish we could fix everything, that's all I want. *sighs wrapping her arms around his waist* You better be fine, Jes. Goddamnit you better be fine.
I need coffee and bread pronto.
*Reaches for her hand and holds it still against his chest* Yes! Tell me what you feel! You won’t hurt me.
*clenches her fingers in his shirt slightly* I just…God, I just want you to figure the fuck out what you feel. Damn. Jes I just I don’t fucking know what to think, and it all seemed so much easier before I ever said a damn word. I go to AA as often as I physically fucking can, and it’s honestly so disappointing to see you show up on my door drunk off your ass. I don’t want you to develop a reliance on it like I did. I want you to be able to be happy without the alcohol. I love seeing you happy, but I don’t want you to be me.
I need coffee and bread pronto.
No, don’t apologize. I want you to be able to tell me things like that!
Alright. *sighs running a hand through her hair* You want me to tell you that I like you? You want me to tell you whatever comes to mind? I don't want to hurt you, Jes. I don't want to hurt you too.
Hypocrite || Jesse & Dani
Jesse smiled down at the top of Dani’s head. He knew that she liked him a lot, and he also knew that he probably wasn’t helping her by coming to her house, hanging out with her, and telling her things, but he needed a friend. Of course he had Mattie, but this was different in a way. Ever since the night when she told him about what happened to her so long ago, he just had this connection to her. He felt like he could tell her anything. Why stop that over a little crush she had on him that would most likely go way in a few week?
It wasn’t that he didn’t like her in that way, but it just wasn’t strong enough right now to act on it. If these were just silly fascinations, he didn’t want to hurt her by telling her things that he didn’t mean. Wait…was that really how he felt? Or was that just the booze talking to him? He shook his head quickly to clear out the thoughts.
Once Dani looked back up at him, he pasted on a small smile to hide the confusion that was he was feeling. At least, he tried to hide it. Knowing his acting skills along with the alcohol, it probably looked more like he was in some sort of pain. “Yeah, okay…but I wouldn’t trust my movie picking out skills.”
Dani smiled shaking her head slightly. "While I may not trust your movie picking skills, it's still better than letting you go out there. I'll just put Rent in even if it is already in," she smirked pulling him to the couch and pointing slightly. "You sit on the couch and I'll make popcorn. Though you may not want to eat the popcorn because I simply don't want you to puke on my living room floor."
She laughed sauntering into the kitchen and making a bag of popcorn before heading back into the living room and plopping down on the couch. As she sat down, she grabbed the remote off the side table and turned the tv on. "Now you're probably going to pass out soon, be happy I don't have a sharpie," she grinned before pressing the play button on the remote. If she had a sharpie she'd probably actually draw a mustache or something on his face simply to irritate him the next day.
