Move Over! || Jackson and Tracey
She sighed loudly as the door opened against her weight and the flat was revealed. Tracey had been sharing the place with her best friend from childhood, Jackson Vaisey. Between the two of them, they could afford the small flat in the downtown city, where all of the hustle and bustle happened to be.
Setting her purse down down at the table near the entrance, Tracey went and sat down on the sofa. Letting out a giant yawn, she looked towards Jackson, who was sitting down across from the coffee table in the middle of their room. "So," she sighed, settling down into the couch. "How was your day? Awful?"













