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she didn’t take much in life seriously. she often had her head in the clouds, acted on impulse and didn’t think much of anything. but when it came to her work, she was a stickler for perfection. she’s on the floor, adjusting the hem of the outfit she had dressed them in, letting out a heavy sigh as she heard an ‘ouch!” coming from the person she was fitting, looking up at them with a pout. “oh calm down, sugar, it’s just a little prick. and if you don’t want me to get ya, maybe you should think about standing still, yes?”

“ Shit that one hurt. ” he hissed as he rubbed his thigh, attempting to sooth the area. “ You know, I’m starting to think you get off on this.” Jesse wasn’t accustomed to fittings. He usually showed up in a t-shirt and jeans to pretty much any occasion. Even the idea of a dress code seemed hella pretentious but apparently rubbing elbows with fashion snobs was a a clause he has missed in his contract . . . he really needed to get himself a lawyer. “Are people actually going to ask me what I’m wearing at this thing or am I able to hide under a ball gown all night?”

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“where does it snow more than here?” okay, that was probably a dumb question, it snowed more than here just about everywhere but he knew what he meant. “i think i wanna move there, i want one of those lakes that freezes over so i can skate there.” he might have mentioned something about his concussion earlier in the conversation when he had found the other, or he might have missed out that vital piece of information. he wasn’t sure, coach had just yelled at him - DON’T BE ALONE! he’d never said that he had to tell the other party why. “mhumm, i might move to canada, the chicks would love me.”

There was a moment that Jesse had war flashbacks of growing up in Ohio, the seemingly never ending winters were. The fact that there was never anything to do during those cold months. . . and yet, he couldn’t help but miss it. It never really felt like the holidays when there wasn’t snow on the ground and palm trees covered up in twinkling lights just wasn’t the same. “I think I heard Canadians hate Americans.” Jesse commented as he lit up a cigarette, “But that’d be cool. I was over there a while ago and they do this thing called the polar bear swim on New Years where they toss themselves into freezing lakes. Fucking mental. Canadians are a different breed, man.”

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