#convojason

[blaqsheepcorbin]

God morning Boss...

Shop is all ready to be opened.

[wordinglives]

fa la la food fight ♡ ; { debby }-{ jason } &

                  Christmas Eve; the time to start feeling even more jolly than you have ever been. There was something about Christmas that made everyone happy regardless of the amount of presents they were receiving, the people they were celebrating it with or even if they had anyone to celebrate it with------------ just looking at somoeone so happy with receiving a gift is enough to make your heart flutter. It was no different for the four best friends. Despite the fact that they had no one else but each other, they cherished each and everyone of themselves and made sure they were all having a good time. Oh, they always had a good time, be it Christmas or not but there was just something about Christmas that made it all better.

                   Every year, the four would always order food to each during their Christmas eve and Christmas morning, not trusting themselves to cook. They were just a bunch of silly teenagers, cooking was obviously not something they would part take in. Although this year, Debby had came up with the idea to cook a Christmas meal together. The four of them plus a kitchen, who knows what kind of things could happen? Hell, within seconds, the smoke alarm will most probably start ringing. But, let's see, "Alright, bitchatos! It's Christmas soon and we're going to cook this year no matter what because we are mature adults who live independently."  The perky brunette yelled, her loud voice booming through the small apartment as she slid across the wooden floor ------ (yes, slid. Never provide this girl fuzzy slippery socks, ever.) to the kitchen. "Um---- We have turkey? Does anyone have any idea of what we should cook?" How prepared.

                     Who knows what was going on in their minds when the thought of wanting to cook a Christmas meal together on their own. During the past years, they had done absolutely no cooking except for some microwable food packages or some ramen noodles. And even that Jason couldn't manage sometimes. These guys couldn't cook for shit. But there was something along the lines of cooking together and Christmas that made him agree without a second thought when the idea was brought up. He knew that no doubt, even if the end result would end up with the fire department coming to their rescue or with them sitting at the dining table with satisfied smirks on their face, he knows that they would have fun either way.

                     It could go perfectly right or it could end up in a total mess-------- Jason couldn't pick a side to the debate about which was going to happen. They indeed had girls, but really, could they even cook anything more than an egg? He wasn't sure what made Debby want to cook this Christmas but he wasn't asking any questions. Chuckling softly at the female's chirpy voice, Jason made his way to the kitchen, already dressed in his pajamas. These four with almost no cooking experiences at all cooking---------- at midnight ---------- will most probably won't end up good at all but again, these guys are full of surprises. "Time to get cooking!" Jason cheerfully replied, a wide grin on his face as he messed around with the things in the place. "Turkey? Why can't we bake a Christmas cake?"

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-// jason

"S-Stop it." But you're smiling and laughing, who would want to stop?

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-; jason

"I-I know you have candy, hand them over."

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drunk vega's // jackson & jason

"Jingle bells, jingle bells --- oh, wait! Bro, what's the next line?" Jackson yelled at his twin, stumbling around as he walked with the half empty bottle of vodka in his hands. Drunk. He was beyond drunk. He was fucking shit faced drunk. Bouncing and giggle, he started poking Jason who was standing next to him.

Jackson Vega; the hyper drunk.

Jason stood there with a blank expression, deep in thought about what was the next line of the popular Christmas song before he dropped to his knees, "I-I can't remember!" The male yelled before, one two three, breaking into sobs.

Jason Vega; the emotional drunk.

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"I-I'm telling y-you, Cara. We're a-at the wrong place!"

"No, we'r------ Oh, yeah we are, fuck."

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[ as long as you love me // jason & bethan ]

Today was going to be a good day. Jason already knew. He had a surprise for his girlfriend and he couldn't wait to break it to her. The smile on his face was unwashable as he walked towards the sapphire eyed beauty with a pair of airplane tickets to the City of Love in his back pocket. His hands found their way to her waist while his lips found their way to the side of her neck, "Morning, baby." He mumbled against the smooth skin before he continued pressing kisses onto the female's neck up to her back of her ear. Just giving her affection made him feel good, ---hell, her presence made him get butterflies and shit.

He wasn't sure when he was going to give her the tickets but he was going to do so today. He had planned it all along. For his birthday this year, all he wanted was to spend some time with his girl at one of the most beautiful place on earth. She really did have an effect on him and he was glad she did. When she first met him, he was a wreck and now, to be honest, he still is, but now, he doesn't mind being a wreck knowing that it isn't really a problem to her and it just confirmed him that she loves him the way she is-- with cuts or no cuts.

[wordinglives]

           "Don’t tell me you’re my heartbreaker cause girl my heart’s breaking." --- When you find a song that you can relate to, you just cry when you sing it.