Aug 8, 2019
broskis Jason and Rachel being grade a dumbasses for the 3 sentence thingy (I'm in deep dont @ me)
“This isn’t a bad idea... right?” Rachel asked, white-knuckled as she turned her head back to look at the boy keeping the shopping cart they shared from taking that final slip down the slope.
The street was much too steep, but less frequently trafficked than most on this side of Bristol; for all intents and purposes, it should be safer than most.
“Gar’s already at the bottom waiting for us, dude,” Jason shrugged, giving that final push down the hill before yelling, “Do it for the vine!”
Send me a pair+AU for a 3 sentence fic!
