As requested Closed starter: @jacksonleblanc Meeting: assumed connection Type: Romantic Location: Downtown, Jackson’s place
Was there real feelings here? It was hard to tell. He was nearly 20 years her senior, and it almost felt like an unspoken transaction at times.... he’d cook for her, she’d give him attention.... wait, hadn’t she done this before? Aly kicked herself mentally for it, especially after working so hard to escape a lifestyle that included resorting to prostitution, but wasn’t that just what all relationships were anyways? An exchange of favours or services? She couldn’t tell the difference at this point. Besides, she got free food and if she played her cards right, a place to sleep for the night. The motel was eating more and more of her savings, so every night she didn’t have to pay for it meant more money in her pocket. He didn’t need to know that, though Jackson was also undeniably hot, with shoulders that were broader than a mountain range and a physique that could make Captain America quiver. He was also fun to be around and nice to talk to, too, she couldn’t deny that; they did really get along well. Bah, feelings, she thought to herself.
Aly walked in to his place, seeing his back turned in the kitchen. His voice -truly, incredibly talented- singing along to the song playing in the background. “Spaghetti and meatballs?” she asked, whiffing the smell of tomato sauce in the air, simultaneously announcing her presence too. “That smells.... ridiculously good,” Alaska added, a smile on her face while she walked towards him.