Snorting, Jason shook his head and leaned back in his seat. āI wouldnāt be surprised if she became a sister and a mother at the same time.ā Grey-blue eyes lifted and he watched as the sunlight reflected off her hair, tiny blonde flyaways glowing white. āYou have good hair,ā he said, the words mumbled and nonchalant as he reached for his drink.
āYouāre fucking weird.ā A smile contradicted the frown now set in motion but Pearl didnāt bat it off with her usual tenacity, sheād always been a hot mess of flaws and contradictions.Ā āYou know everyoneās planning on fucking around in the Hamptonās over summer?ā She asked, raising her eyebrows with a playful spark.Ā āImagine the chaos.ā
āThatāll be a fuckinā mess,ā Jason breathed, before taking a sip of the Pepsi. The carbonation fizzed against his throat. āWe should all go. You know, me, you, Bradley, Clarkā¦ It could be fun.ā Squinting in the sun, he looked away from her, watching the tiny silhouettes of birds disappear behind trees. The distant chatter of people talking played like the soundtrack to a movie and a soft orange glow from the afternoon sky settled over the atmosphere. āLetās go do somethinā, yeah?ā
