#c:jerome

[itsellataylor]

“So, you’re at the Ibis hotel?” She asked casually as they strolled down the streets in Berlin, attempting to get used to the city, directions and names. It was pointless, Ella was sure she would get lost more than a handful of times, but she was trying her best. Having lived in New York all her life, she wasn’t exactly scared of cities, but was terrified of being late for work more than a couple times. “How is it? Mine is like... the most luxurious place I’ve ever been to? We have an indoors pool! Like– what the fuck. I want to move here forever.” || @jrzimmerman​

[itsellataylor]

The second hand store was one of Ella’s favorite places. Not exactly because she would buy lots of things that were barely functioning, but it was fascinating to see how much shit people would get rid of. From old leather jackets, to weird gardening hats, to toys– was that a tamagotchi? She remembered having at least five of those, and remembered evenings with Jerome where they would just bring them along as if they were their actual real pets. Out of pure nostalgia, Ella broke her rule of not buying anything only to get that perfectly boxed tamagotchi for her cousin. She wasn’t sure if Jerome would even come down to Roseville– he would most likely stay in school and try to catch up with work, but she would find the right time to give it to him. 

As if life was trying to prove her wrong, however, as soon as she stepped out of the store, she happened to see Jerome crossing the street into a cafe. She followed him in, got a drink herself and then met up with him at the table where he had settled in. “Hey–” she said, sliding the brown paper bag across the table. “A peace offer.” || @jrzimmerman​

[burnthesagc]

after a little bit of dancing (not so great on sage’s behalf but she was amused at her date’s skills honestly), sage was out of breath and simply exhausted. she hadn’t laughed this much in a while, and for that she only had jerome to thank for. she was lucky she got something wholesome and fun, just like she had asked for in the survey. apparently they were true magicians with those things. “do you want to get something to eat before it’s all out?” she asked her date || @jrzimmerman​

[damntragedy-archive]

@thuglifemickm

He had been there long enough for the rumours to be circulating around about the ‘ginger kid’. 

I heard he threw acid at someone.

            I heard he robbed a liquor store with a fake gun.

I heard he got put into solitary because he groped a guard. 

            I heard he stabbed his cellmate in the eye with a pencil.

Not that Jerome would correct anyone. The confusion surrounding his incarceration; the wariness and underestimation that emanated from his fellow prisoners only excited the psycho. After his disagreement with his last cellmate and subsequent time in solitary, he was now greeted with a newest place of residence. “Home sweet home.” He said, hopping up onto the bed he now claimed as his. “How’s it going, roomie?”