#c:jet

[emily-fuller]

@jetrossi​

“Alright - horror movies or a space documentary? Either way I’m ready.” Emmy declared as she sunk into the couch with tub of Ben and Jerry’s and a couple of spoons.

[wren-bishop]

Living Room - Jet, Memphis, Kimmy

Wren: Wren stumbled into his living room, "Oh hey its the happy couple" he said absentmindedly forgetting what happened yesterday, "Thomas Jetterson, I kinda fell in here. Come walk me back to the kitchen for water please"

Jet: Jet wanted to laugh at Wrens words but he couldn't help but let himself be distracted by the sight they had stumbled upon. Eyeing Kimmy for a moment he chewed on the inside of his cheek and just shook his head as he went to rescue Wren once again, "Get the fuck up, Laurie..." he mumbled as he wrapped Wrens arm around his shoulders, "I can only deal with one idiot at a time."

Kimmy: Looking over her shoulder at the two idiots that she called best friends, the blonde smiled with a shake of her head. "Who are you calling an idiot, Jetpack? At least I wasnt the one who couldnt hold it together when we had to share the honeymoon suite a few nights ago!"

Wren: Wren headed for his bedroom, he was not being helpful right now.

Memphis: When Memphis saw Jet and Wren he had figured it was time for him to show himself out. He had caused enough issues and didn’t feel like dealing with any more drama for the day. Pushing the blondes hair out of her face he stood up and leaned down kissed a soft kiss on her forehead. “I think it’s best I go. “ he said softly. “I don’t rent to cause anymore issues than I already have.  Good night, Kimmy. “ he said softly moving his hand from her face.

Jet: He wasn't sure which part made his blood boil more, just the sight of Memphis' ugly mug or the fact that Kimmy was drunk and alone with him. But either way it boiled down to the ginger standing between them now. Taking a deep breath, he watched Wren walk away before responding to the girl, "I'm calling Memphis an idiot, who else? He's the biggest idiot in the room." He rolled his eyes before continuing, "No, why don't you stay a little longer Memphis? I'll go."

[wren-bishop]

Pool - Valerie, Jet, Chanel

Wren: Wren was close to drunk by now, "Hey, I toldya I'd find you later" he said keeping his words from slurring.

Val: "hi," she said pouting not able to match his energy as she turned into a sad drunk after the day she had.

Wren: Wren gave her a pouty face back, "Why so glum? I've been looking for you" said the boy upset with himself because he might be the reason she was sad.

Val: "Really? Why?" she asked glaring at him, "You said you didn't have time to talk to me."

Wren: "I was just worried for no reason" said Wren because he had done his best to forget a lot about what had happened in the last 24 hours so he could have fun tonight. "I told you I'd be free later?" he said innocently. He couldn't help but think of her while he was with people and drinking.

Val: "I've been glared at all night, and clearly even you had been uncomfortable with me being here so I drank," she said holding up her empty bottle and pouted some more. "I thought you hated me."

Wren: "I don't hate you" he said finishing his beer, "We get along so well, I'm just mad we're stuck in all of this. I don't even know how to feel about it, I just know that I like you even though all of this happened"

Val: "Really?" she said feeling her eyes glaze over about to tear up.  Her eyes started blinking as she tried not to cry. "I like you too." she said before she found herself tearing up anyway

Wren: "Aw don't cry, that makes me so sad" said Wren definitely feeling the alcohol in his system, he leaned down and kissed her.

Val: Being told not to cry never helped, but as soon as he kissed her, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back, appreciating that he bended over to get to her height. "Thank you," she said giving a hiccup.

Jet: Sitting on one of the nearby lounge chairs next to Chanel,  Jet couldn't help but notice Wren talking to Val- though the moment it changed from talking to lip locking...Jet almost stood up and walked over there himself. "What the fuck does he think he's doing?" He asked the blond sitting next to him. Glancing over an idea popped into his head, "...you should go over there and stop whatever...that is. Ya know, cause a scene....pull her hair...whatever works."

Wren: Wren said, "shhh lets not talk" and kissed her again.

Val: "so mean," she said but didn't even try to fight back because she'd honestly rather kiss him than try to talk anything out.

Wren: "If you want me to be nice, we could just go up to my room" said Wren sitting down and putting her on his lap. He kissed her cheek and then moved his lips down to her neck

Chanel: Chanel was glaring at the two kissing when Jet walked up to her. "I don't fucking know but it's disgusting." she shook her head. She turned to look at Jet with a smirk on her face. She didn't need anymore convincing, she's always looking for an opportunity to mess up a sweet moment. "You know I love to cause a scene." she slammed her almost empty cup down and walked towards Wren and Valerie. "Oh my god Wren, your standards are just so fucking low. Couldn't get any friends before and I guess you can't really land a decent girl either." she said to Wren before looking over at Valerie. "How's the homewrecking going? You really caused a lot of shit. Not surprised though, we always knew you were an absolute bitch."

Jet: Walking over a few feet behind the fired up blond, Jet rounded the side of the girls and tried his best not to laugh at the insults being thrown. "Comon' man, I need your help," the boy spoke as he tapped Wren's shoulder- trying to pull him away.

Val: As soon as Chanel came over and she couldn't really focus on his lips on her neck, Val looked up at the girl and blinked as she processed the girls words. "Chanel...I'm not in the mood to entertain you because you're bored," she said wiping her eyes. But her hand moved to Wrens and laced their hands together. "But good to know that you're still jealous as always."

Wren: Wren honestly did not process what chanel said at all because Jet took up his focus seconds later. "But mom" said Wren to Jet as he tried to get him up. He moved val off his lap and stood up, but she was holding his hand. "Jet, I'm with a girl ...?"

Jet: Between the alcohol, Wren's teasing, and Chanel's words- Jet couldn't help but laugh as he shook his head and nudged the boy's shoulder again. "I see that, but I need your help with Kimmy. Remember? Our friend who just got her heart broken...?" The boy lied, though he hadn't seen the girl in a while and was sure that they should be checking up on her. "Let's fucking go Laurie."

Wren: The weight of what he just did kind of set in, "I'll be right back, I'm so sorry" he said to Val as he left with Jet to the living room. 

[wren-bishop]

Kitchen - Jet and Kimmy

Jet: Leaning against the counter, Jet sighed as he watched people begin to filter into the house, "I hate you a little for making me help you set up, I hope you know that," Jet joked, looking over at his friend with an amused grin.

Wren: "I am giving you access to the beer at its coldest" said Wren nudging him a little and passing him a cup as he stood across from Jet. "You think Kimmys going to be okay with all of this? There was no way I could uninvite people so late" he asked feeling a little guilty.

Jet: "how kind," he chuckled, thanking him for the cup as he wrapped his large hands around it. Shrugging his shoulders as he thought it over, Jet sighed, "I don't know... hopefully she'll just let loose and try to have a good time. if that asshole shows up though," the boy shook his head, unable to finish the sentence as an obvious rage flashed across his eyes.

Wren: "I mean ... I don't want the cops called ... but I mean" said Wren. He didn't want to see them fight, but if Memphis was dumb enough to show up at his house ... it seemed pretty valid, "I'm not going to stop you, unless it gets really bad and I have to break it up" said the boy.

Jet: "Or," Jet countered as he raised his glass slightly and laughed, "you could just join in. That's always an option, Laurie. I don't think he is stupid enough to show up here though. No way."

Wren: "I mean ... I hope neither of them show up" said Wren honestly, "Why would you show up at my house, especially considering what they've done to my friends" he questioned, "It just doesn't make any sense. You can't be nasty online and then just show up like nothings wrong. Like don't drink my beer, don't talk to people, and don't be in my home"

Jet: Jet couldn't help but grin as Wren ranted, there was a sparkle in his eye as he took a sip of his beer- thinking of a response. "Well, at least you have a good bouncer so that...when they do show up- like idiots- there will be someone to remind them that they aren't welcome?" He shrugged, "Are you going to talk to Val?"

Wren: "Vals an idiot if she thinks she can come here" said Wren, "No way I'm even going to have to talk to her until school starts". He wouldn't kick her out if she showed up, but he had no intention of giving her any of his time. "I feel like its time for some shots" he added, getting nervous about the idea that she might show up.

Jet: Nodding his head in agreement, Jet dropped the subject. It was obvious that it was weighing heavy on both of their minds and he was done thinking about it until he was forced to. "Tequila? I think tequila..." he laughed, reaching across the counter top to the bottle he had brought just for this occasion.

Wren: "You're speakin my language" said Wren pulling out the tequila and some precut lime slices from the fridge. He poured two shots, licked his hand and put salt on it and picked up the shot to cheers with Jet, "Cheers dude" he said happy that his best friend was here to deal with this mess with him.

Jet: Mimicking the other boys actions so that they could do the tequila justice, he tapped his glass lightly against Wren's glass and smiled, "cheers, Laurie." Tapping the bottom of the glass on the table, Jet  made quick work of licking the salt off his hand before throwing the shot back with ease. "one more? or are you being a light weight tonight?" Jet challenged as he finished sucking on the lime.

Kimmy: The party had only started less than two hours ago and the blonde was already well into her fourth cup of alcohol. If she has any hope of getting through this night, there was absolutely no way she was going to be able to do this sober. Clinging to her two best friends arms as they laughed at the goofy grin plastered on her face, Kimmy giggled as she spoke "I love you guys..you know that, right?"

Wren: Looking at the state that Kimmy was in, and Jet's comment. "Oh I absolutely need another shot to keep up with this one" said Wren with a laugh, "Oh we love you too baby" he said giving her a little kiss on the cheek, "Glad you could make it to your own party" the boy added as he took another shot.

Kimmy: Kimmy felt like she was on cloud nine. For the first time today, she wasn't thinking about anything other than spending time with her two best friends. Leaning into the kiss that Wren pressed to her cheek, Kimmy childishly stuck her tongue out at the boy. "You wish you could be having as much fun as I am!"

Jet: "Wow, Kimbers- you're in rare form," Jet teased, winking at her as he bumped his hip softly against hers, not wanting to knock her off balance. "Of course, we love you too," he repeated the sentiments before following suit with his next shot. A slight look of distaste washing over his features. "You look beautiful, almost as good as me."

Kimmy: "Are you saying you would rather me be sad and depressed? Because I can just stop drinking now." The girl teased as she stumbled slightly at the bump. "Oh come on! We both know I look even better than you. Really Jet, you should get on my level"

Wren: "I'm trying to have that much fun" said Wren taking a sip of his beer. "I think we can all agree that I'm the ugliest motherfucker here" he joked

Jet: "Oh fuck off- the both of you," Jet chuckled, rolling his eyes as he looked at his two best friends, "it's obviously like this; I'm the hottest person in White Lake...and then the two of you tie for second. I mean, look at these dimples." Grinning and sticking his finger in one of the divots, the boy winked at the group.   

Kimmy: "I can tell you right now, you're not going to feel as good as I do with just some beer. Here..Help me over to my house. We can get into daddy's liquor cabinet and really get this party started." Kimmy suggested to both boys. "Let's be real here..you and I would be first if it wasn't for Jet...we should take him out so we can be the most attractive of White Lake." The girl laughed as she let them lead her out of the house.

Wren: "Yeah of course" said Wren to Kimmy while he was completely staring at Chase and Chanel. Thank god he had an excuse to leave. He followed her to her house

Jet: "Good luck with that," Jet teased before he was pulled out of the house and into the next. Kimmy's house was slightly less packed, but it was devoid of anyone making out directly in front of them- so he was sure they were all relieved, "are you sure you need...more to drink Kimbers?" He questioned, glancing over her head at Wren as he tried to be a voice of reason for once in his life.

Kimmy: Glaring at her other half, Kimmy all but scolded him. "Excuse you, but did your fiance just cheat on you not even 24 hours ago? Let me live my life and stop being a party pooper." Leaning more on Wren as Jet insulted her as a way to prove her point.  

Wren: "I think that we should forget them for tonight and focus on the fact that we're all here together and we're gonna have a great time" said Wren as he held the girl up, "But we might also want to wait a minute until we take any more shots, just to make sure" he said trying to be a good middleman.

Jet: Shaking his head as he watched the girl play favorites, Jet just gave her a smile and nodded his head. Who was he to be the voice of reason anyways? "Okay okay, you got me," he chuckled, holding his hand up in surrender. "This is why you're my lawyer, Laurie, always the true voice of reason."

[elizabettawilson]

@jetrossi​

“Alright my little bad ass, we’re going in but straight after I’m going to need a drink. The later isn’t even an option.”

[rennisaint]

@harbiingers

               based off of this

           bass in his hand, jet laid on his bed and went quietly over his band’s set for the next day, when suddenly he noticed something. it was quiet. usually he was glad for the occasional break from the sound of his neighbors. their constant sounds often reminded him of how horribly single he was, also it happened to be really distracting. but the noise had been quieted the past couple of weeks, and as right about now he was expecting to hear the sound of bed springs squeaking as jumping, and possibly other things he wouldn’t think too much about, ensued. but his ears only met silence. it worried him a bit, so he sat down his bass on his bed and made his way to the apartment beside him.             jetson knocked on the door. “ hey,it’s jet... you okay in there? ” he waited for a response and knocked again. “ i know you’re home, and i’ve never known you to go to bed before six, so... ” 

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