it’s some dumb time in the morning when jesse forces himself out of bed. “some dumb time” meaning earlier than noon, and no later than ten o’clock, but just in time for mcdonald’s breakfast. without his coffee and breakfast it’s suffice to say he’s one of those people that turns into an absolute nightmare. caffeine and food are the most important part of his day, he’ll tell anyone. when the bag of food in his hand suddenly meets the pavement you can imagine that his reaction outwardly wasn’t going to be the best kind. “what the fuck is wrong with you?” he curses at the person, hands flailing wildly as he figures out what to say, or do, “you owe me a new breakfast. something twice as better, and more expensive!”
Looking at his phone as he walked down the sidewalk, it was safe to say that Jason wasn’t paying all too much attention. As naturally clumsy, it wasn’t unusual for Jason to trip over something and trip forward. Normally, he was able to gain his balance - and he was, but he couldn’t stop his phone from flying out of his hands and knocking the bag out of the man opposite to him’s hand. “Ah, fuck,” he swore, bending to pick up his phone and also the bag of food. “It’s okay!” He exclaimed, opening the bag to show him. He blushed slightly. “I mean, slightly smushed but -- but it’s okay,” he said, sheepishly holding the food out to him. His brow furrowed. “Wait, hold on - I get why you’d want me to buy you a new breakfast, but something twice as good? More expensive? Where do you get off thinking I owe you that?”
