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"Young?" Jessa tried to laugh. Its what her Aunt did whenever she got carded, so she figured it would help out now. "Flattered, but no. I'm nineteen." It was enough of a lie to get her into the clear, she was always told she looked a little bit older for her age. Sixteen sometimes even seventeen. But would nineteen cut it? "How old are you?"
Benny nodded his head a little. "Okay. I'm sorry...that was kinda weird I just didn't want... you know."He stopped while he was ahead and turned back towards the wheel. "I'm 20." He murmured. "So why are you running?" He wondered.
”Another good lesson, never assume anyone is too dumb,” she rolled her eyes at him. “Why? What the fuck did he do to you? Or were you just fucked up? I’m gonna go for the latter, cos I don’t seem like the kind of guy who spends his days sober.” she shook her head. “You can’t just fucking hit people, dudes get shot over that kinda shit over here.”
Benny stays quiet for a minute or two before letting out a laugh, fooling his insides into thinking he was far more confident that he was about the situation. He turned to her with a crooked smile. "At least I'm not a bitch like you." He spat. "I know how to handle myself"
"pffftt!" she playfully scoffed, "My dancing’s much better.” she remarked pointedly, a laugh escaping as he wiggled his fingers at her. She wrapped her hands around his finger, raising a brow as if to make a point. “Yes - I probably wouldn’t! because I’d be too busy cover my ears.” she joked.
Feo laughed shaking his head. "There is no way you can beat me." He tried to pull his fingers from her but failed, walking a bit closer to her. "That's mean. You're going to make me cry." He said sticking his bottom lip out about as far as it could go.
"Nice to meet you Ben." Jessa got settled in the car before turning to him. She nodded. "Yeah, of course. You can ask me anything."
Benny shrugged a little as the tip of his ears got pink. "How old are you?" He made a face. "Not that... I'm trying to be weird or... that it matter because it doesn't. It's just...oh man- You seem a little young and I don't want to- well." He trailed off rubbing his eyes. "I just don't want to come off weird." He muttered. "Cause i'm totally not trying to be..."
Jessa let out a squeal and hopped in the stranger’s vehicle. She buckled herself in and turned to the mystery guy. “Thank you so much!” The teenager stuck out her hand. “I’m Jessa by the way.”
Benny laughed a little shaking his head. He ran his hands down his wheel before turning to face her. "Ben... Well Benny." He shrugged taking her hand for a millisecond before he dropped it. "Can I ask you something?" He hummed.
"Fuck I- I can't believe I lost it."
"That’s perfect!" Tessa blushed. "I mean, just anywhere would be nice. I need to be farther away from my house as possible."
"Okay then. I know how that goes." He smiled a little. "Hop in and we'll drive until you're far enough away."
"Anywhere really. Where are you headed?"
"My apartment... uh- Fifth street but I can go out of my way if need be...I'm sure my roommate won't miss me."
"C-can I hitch a ride?"
"Sure...Yeah. Where are you headed?"
"I'm sorry...What did you say? I wasn't listening..."
ooc; how do you think my professor would feel if I just left now and didn't come back for this test?
Emm couldn’t help but laugh gently, moving slowly from the bed so as not to disturb his stomach, “How much of last night do you remember?”
Feo groaned as she moved, curling into himself, eyes clutched tightly together. He shook his pounding head. "I think after the seventh shot of wild turkey I lose all memory of what happened."
"Mmm," Emmaline hummed gently, "my leg’s asleep… Are you okay?"
"Hangover..." He grumbled wincing at his own morning breath.
"Hmm. Don't move to much, I might throw up."
"-I don't remember."