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@jason-mast
@rory-q:
“See? I told you. You should come with me the next time I get them done, I think they have manicures for boys too, they just leave the nail polish out.” Rory explained, with an eager smile, hoping she could coax him into it. “I don’t know, but it’s not that. Especially when I’m around, because I’ve got way more comebacks up my sleeve than you do, for sure.” She teased, shooting a playful grin his way. Rory felt her stomach twist into a thousand knots, as she tried desperately to say what she needed to, “I know, you’re right.” She sighed, bowing her head. “But I only lied because I’m worried that you’d stop spending so much time with me once I told you that I think we should stop, uh- doing… y’know, what we usually do.” She said nervously, speaking so quietly that it was almost a mumble. “I just- I don’t know, I wanted to hang out with you for a couple more days in case you thought that I was a waste of time if we couldn’t do um, everything, anymore.”
“Maybe Queen, maybe,” he chuckled, knowing full well he wouldn’t be going, but it was cute of her to invite him and believe he actually might. “I’d love to see those comebacks then,” he teased, chuckling once again. He sobered slightly as she admitted she was, in fact, lying. “What we ‘usually’ do?” he inquired, genuinely confused. “Everything?” he questioned, still a bit lost. “Oh! -” he clued in by how uncomfortable she seemed, but it didn’t clear much up for him. “You don’t wanna fool around anymore,” he stated. “Ror - I’m not gonna stop hanging out with you because you stop -” he stopped himself, making himself rephrase to not make her anymore uncomfortable than she clearly was. “Just because we’re not together like that, doesn’t mean we aren’t still buds,” he assured her. “But why do you wanna stop?”
@kadenawad
“Yeah, thanks. Just something to do to past the time, but sure thing. Why don’t you take the wheel instead and have a feel for yourself?” Kaden spoke as he took his keys out to toss over to the guy.
“Bro, no way,” he exclaimed, genuinely having to contain his excitement as the keys were tossed his way. “Man, this is awesome,” he commented as he took the driver’s seat. He put the keys in the ignition and started the engine, beaming like an idiot as he heard it’s loud purr. “Sound beautiful, now let’s see how she rides.”
@its-bomendez-time:
Bo gave a low hum of content as she allowed the boy to pull her closer. Going with the flow she hungrily kissed back, her hand entangling it’s self in his long hair. Before long, she pulling away a smile displayed proudly on her face. “You know, I’ve probably said this before but, you’re really good at that. The hair is a nice touch.”
Jason sighed softly as she pulled away, those his smile matched hers. “Thanks, doll. Ya ain’t so bad yourself,” he said, his southern accent coming through a little thicker than usual. “I’ve heard it’s great to hold onto in states of euphoria - just saying.”
@rory-q:
“It’s so not the same thing, these ones are like a hundred times cuter. Just look at ‘em.” She carried on, holding both of her hands out in front of his face and wiggling all of her fingers. “That’s sooo not your reputation.” Rory countered, laughing it off. “Toughen up, Mast. You push like a girl.” She teased him, holding a serious, almost-intimidating glare for about a second, until he accentuated his accent, and she just melted like she always did. When he called her out, Rory completely froze, and her expression fell to a blank, emotionless state. “What makes you think that I’m lying?” She quietly asked him, before she let her head hang shamefully. Rory had always been an awful liar, and she knew it. It was the kind of thing that she always tried to avoid doing. And most of the time, she did.
“Alright, alright, they are pretty cute,” he admitted with an amused grin, holding her hands as if he was examining them. He let them fall lower between them, though he kept their hands intertwined. “Oh really? Then what is my reputation, Queen?” he challenged, quirking his brow playfully. “Coming from a girl herself, I think I’m supposed to take that as a compliment,” he winked, chuckling lightly. “I don’t think, I know. I know you, and I know you’re lying,” he told her, staying soft and kind in his demeanour. “Come on, look at me. It’s just me,” he reminded her, leaning down slightly.
“Now that I’m back from hustling money to get this ‘69 Mustang remodeled, anyone up for a test drive with me? I promise the roar of the engine is enough to lift your butt off the seat.”
“Now this is a beautiful vehicle. I’d be honoured, man.”
@rory-q
“Of course I don’t cut my nails, do you have any idea how much I pay my manicurist to put them on me in the first place? That would be like throwing money right out the window, you nut,” Rory argued stubbornly, “Okay smarty pants, you know what I meant.” She laughed. “You’ve just got a comeback for everything today, don’t you?” She added, before she reached out to playfully punch him in the arm. “Yeah, of course I do.” She nodded. “And a real nice country boy accent.” She teased, mimicking his accent the best she could. Rory kept quiet for a moment after Jason had stepped toward her once more, leaning her head back the tiniest bit, just enough to look up at him. “Sorry.” She muttered anxiously. “I’m just um– I think I’m getting sick, I wouldn’t want you to get too close and catch it.”
“I’m the nut, when you’re paying for fake nails when you have real ones already. Okay, crazy -” he teased, laughing with her. “I’m the comeback kid, it’s part of my rep,” he shrugged, continuing to chuckle as she punched his arm. He faked being injured, gripping his bicep and wincing in pain. “Queen, why’d ya do me like that?” he questioned, before letting the shtick go and giving her a playful nudge. “Well thank ya, lass. Ya’r mighty kind,” he said, playing it up and pretending to tip an imaginary hat. “Why ya lyin’ to me, Ror’?” he asked softly, a sweet smile still on his face. He had a wife. If there was one thing he knew more than anything, it was lying.
@hyfryan:
“Probably, I’ve been there though. I mean, I’m basically too lazy to do anything most of the time. Uh, can’t say I agree though your confidence is admirable…I guess.”
“Not even just confidence, just complete idiocy honestly,” he chuckled. “Sorry, I honestly try to be funny and it never works in my favor.”
@its-bomendez-time:
Looking up at the boy, Bo smirked. “ Quite the little charmer aren’t you?” she mumbled softly. Gently placing her hands on the back of his neck, she leaned in connecting their lips.
“I do try,” he smirked against her lips as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer into him, kissing her deeply.
@rory-q:
“And you’re sure that was from me, and not some other girl? Because I’m still not convinced.” Rory argued stubbornly. After Jason brushed her cheek, Rory took a small, but noticeable step backward, “It’s okay, it’s not your fault I’m such a big baby.” She shrugged “I wouldn’t ever slap you, though. I’ll just tell you to hush your sweet little face next time, sound good?”
“Look at those nails you never cut and tell me you’re not convinced,” he teased, even though she was probably right. It was still fun to mess with her though. He was a little taken aback when she stepped away from him. He respected it though, keeping the distance between them - at least until he could figure out why she would want that distance all of a sudden. “You’re not a big baby. If you were, this would be super weird,” he laughed. “So you think I have a sweet lil’ face, doll?” he asked with a wide smile, his southern accent thickening as he tried to step into again, testing how she would react.
Describe the best day you've had at the resort
I’m on a resort where I see dolls strutting in bikinis on the daily, I work with Rory, and there’s always a place to get a drink. Everyday is the best day.
Biggest regret?
I don’t have regrets, they’re a waste of time.
Agreeing to marry Anne.
Do you still love your wife?
I - I don’t know. I like to think so, but - I don’t know.
any girls you haven't hooked up with that you might have your eye on?
Fit, fun, and flirtatious are my only requirements, honestly.
Who's your favorite person at the resort?
The Queen herself.
what's with you and eleanor?
We fucked a couple times, what's it to ya?
What if that Scott guy was getting in on with your girlfriend right now?
My girlfriend? That is bastard can hook up with whoever he wants, I'm not one to judge.