TEXT: DESTINYÂ â JEAN
Destiny: jean.
Destiny: that video
Destiny: y
Jean: Destiny.
Jean: its fantastic.
Jean: y not.
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TEXT: DESTINYÂ â JEAN
Destiny: jean.
Destiny: that video
Destiny: y
Jean: Destiny.
Jean: its fantastic.
Jean: y not.
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Ice Skating Dreams|| Jean&Addison
The thoughts that were going through Jeanâs head as he got ready were ones of relief. When he first met the girl she was out of her mind drunk and he was sure she wouldnât remember the night before when she woke up. And it was true, considering the giant bruise he still had on his arm when she had woken up on in his bed. But all ended up being alright, considering he was grabbing his keys and making his way out of his apartment to pick Addison up for a date. He made sure to make it fun, ice skating. Harmless, as long as she too knew how to skate, and less of a chance for either of them to be drunk by the end of the night. Remembering the address from the other night he pulled up in front of the house, turning it off as he got out. Making his way up to the door, he knocked before stepping back, sticking his hands into his pockets.Â
TEXT: Addison
Addison: That I am.
Addison: Are you asking me on a date?
Jean: Thatâs exactly what Iâm doing.
TEXT: Addison
Addison: oh I forgot about that part. You were so sweet after that's what stuck with me.
Addison: Oh yeah?
Jean: thats what matters.
Jean: It means your confident.
Jean: how about I take you out tomorrow night? This time youâll remember the whole night.
TEXT: Addison
Addison: I think I would be dead
Addison: I was going to punch you? Drunk me is feisty
Jean: When you woke up in my bed thinking the worst and not remembering the night before, yes fiesty.
Jean: I like it
TEXT: Addison
Addison: What would you do if I still had it lol.
Addison: Thank you again
Jean: i would be incredibly concerned.
Jean: Iâm just glad I convinced you before you punched me.
TEXT: Addison
Jean: Howâs that hangover treating you?
Drunk in love|| Jaddison
Addison: shivered as she leaned into his hold. "I don't want it to do that," she frowned as she climbed into the car. She fumbled with the seatbelt for a while, but not wanting to embarrass herself by not being able to do it, she held it in her hand to make it look like she was buckled in.
Jean: stood there, to make sure she could do it. He watched, holding in a laugh as she attempted, failed, and then pretended to do it. âHere.â He said, leaning over her and helping her click the seatbelt in. Once clicked he stepped back, closing the door and running over to the drivers side and getting in. âAny chance you can tell me where you live?â He asked, starting up his car.
Drunk in love|| Jaddison
Addison: shook her head. "Its only awkward if you make it awkward," she slurred. She let him lead her outside, shivering when the cold air hit her. "Why is it gonna suck?" She frowned. "I wanna have a good time."
Jean: wrapped his arms tighter, not wanting her to get cold. He was always protective of Cossette when they were younger, and a stranger was no different. âBecause your head is going to throb. Believe me.â He sighed, opening up the passenger door and helping her in. âThink you can buckle that yourself?â
Drunk in love|| Jaddison
Addison: nodded, smiling proudly when he told he told her she was right. "Get in the cute boys car," she nodded, patting his chest. She tried to walk again before stopping short to look at him again. "My name is addyson..." she shook her head. "No Addison but I like Addy."
Jean: nodded. Whatever got her to the car quicker so no other commotion would happen. âWell Addy, an awkward way to met, but nice anyway.â He said holding to her tight so she wouldnât fall over. âYouâre gonna have a suck ass time tomorrow.â
Drunk in love|| Jaddison
Addison: looked around in confusion. "Why did you say that?" She whispered as if it was some sort of conspiracy. "Obviously there's only one of you." Still trying to get her own footing, she looked up at him. " You would drive me? That's so nice... Wait ." She slurred. "Im not supposed to get in the car with strangers... what's your name?"
Jean: looked at her like she had two heads. Of course, she was way passed just drunk, and heading towards âIâll feel this till Iâm eightyâ drunk. âYeah, sure. Youâre right.â He laughed, placing his wallet back in his pocket and grabbing his keys. âIâm Jean. Not a stranger anymore. Cool to get in my car and let me drive you home?â
Drunk in love|| Jaddison
Addison: looked up at Jean and shook her head. "I'm not... I'm not dru.. I'm just tipsy," she said. Frowning, she reached out and grabbed his hand to stop him from waving the bartender over. "Shh no i dont trust cab drivers... i can walk home." Trying to prove her point, she stood up, immediately losing her balance and falling onto Jean.
Jean: laughed. "Yeah, and I'm not a twin." He muttered, holding onto her. He shook his head, reaching into his pocket to pull out his wallet with his freehand. He wasn't about to let a drunk girl who almost got assaulted walk home alone. "I'll drive you." He said, placing money on the table for both her drinks and his own.
Drunk in love|| Jaddison
Addison: blinked in confusion when she saw the guy get pushed away, looking up at the new man who had appeared. "Yeah I said... I said no," she repeated with a nod, even though she was looking at Jean and not the creep. "You're nice thank you," She slurred, smiling and patting his stomach because it was what she could reach and it seemed like the right thing to do. "And so strong... you pushed him. I couldn't even push him!"
Jean: kept his eyes on the guy, watching as he walked away. he turned back to the girl, keeping in a laugh. "That I did. I'm not as.. drunk as you are though." He said, keeping his hands in front of him in case she fell over. "I think we gotta call you cab." He said, beckoning for the bartender to come over.
Drunk in love|| Jaddison
Addison: had spent all weekend working on a giant paper that she finally turned in that morning. After all the stress it caused she needed a drink... or ten. After her classes, she made her way over to a local bar and started in. For a Monday night, the bar was oddly crowded, but that didn't stop her. She tried not to pay much attention to anyone else there as she was there to drink away the stress the weekend had caused her, not to go home with some. As the night went on and the empty glasses started to pile up, her ability to turn guys away was going downhill. It came to a halt entirely when a man about double her size came over and started to hit on her, his hands resting on the bar on either side of her so she couldn't get away. Not like she would be able to if they weren't there as she was fairly sure standing would result in falling over. "no thanks..." She slurred in response to his many attempts.
Jean: was glad to be home. He had spent the last two months backpacking through Europe, learning the 'lay of the land.' It was an entertaining time, but being back on Canada soil had it's perks. For one, being able to get a drink at his favorite bar. Him and Cosette would go there whenever she had a stressful day in court, a drink and twin time would do the trick. Making a beeline for the bar, he quickly flagged down the bartender and grabbed a drink. Downing it quickly, a commotion at the end of the bar caught his attention. He could see a girl trying to push a guy away, unsuccessfully. Placing the glass on the counter he weaved his way over, stopping in front of them. "Hey, she said no. Time to move on." He said, pushing the guy away.