Z A R A
“i dont know.. the wings on your collarbones and the checkerboard flag is quite adorable. random, but adorable,” zara said teasingly, while reaching over and rubbing her thumb against his cheek. “hey – that might be true, but i do, in fact, know what im talking about 100% of the time with you!” zara argued, laughing afterwards. her mouth opened to reply, but before she could say anything, she felt herself getting pulled towards him and his lips against hers, which by instinct, she kissed him back passionately.
roscoe opened his mouth to argue but only a laugh fell from his lips, shaking his head at her words. “they’re random but i got them when i was a little bit drunk.” he admitted, shrugging slightly. “well the checkerboard is, the wings were thought up when i was drunk so same thing.” he couldn’t bother arguing anymore, simply wanting to feel her lips for as long as he possibly could. they hadn’t been together for too long, but something about zara made him feel like he was on a high --- even when he didn’t have pot in his system. and then suddenly he felt the need to apologize. “hey, by the way i know you said you don’t care too much but i’m sorry i was smoking when you came in. don’t really like doing it around you.”








