Jan 18, 2015
incoming call --- sugarplum ❤
jake: [ there's shuffling about of bedspreads and covers before jake's tired voice graces the phone line. ] "dash, i know it's late but i can't sleep and i don't know what to do so i called you."
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incoming call --- sugarplum ❤
jake: [ there's shuffling about of bedspreads and covers before jake's tired voice graces the phone line. ] "dash, i know it's late but i can't sleep and i don't know what to do so i called you."
it was almost embarrassing, really. how eager jake was for this little date that dash had planned for them. he had grabbed a few cds for the other (as per his request), and thrown on (what he thought to be) his best flannel. he stood nervously outside starbucks, debating whether or not to go in, or to just wait. he was rather early. so he thought it'd be best if he waited outside.
His left arm was brushing dangerously close to the other boy's right one, a rather wide smile setting up camp upon his cherry red lips. His free hand was suddenly shoved into one of the pockets of his oh-so-tight jeans, a soft little hum falling from his lips. He glanced over at the boy, shoulders rising and falling in a slight nonchalant shrug. He liked being this close to Indigo, honestly, and it'd be a complete and utter lie to say that Jacob didn't have the biggest tiniest crush on the boy. But it's not like he was going to tell him that. Instead he was going to hide behind that 'best friends' façade.
text ;; random contact
jacob: i hAVE A FUNNY STORY TO TELL YOU
jacob: WAIT
jacob: SHIT
he's giggling some, a hand raking through his hair. "Are you lost? You, uh, you look lost!"
he's in a rather silly mood, practically bouncing along the pavement. he wants attention, though he hasn't been able to find anyone that will pay attention to him. though that's probably because he's been targeting strangers. now he's got his sights on you, and he's giggling some, bringing his bouncy form towards you.
"—hi!!!"
"Uh, Hi."
"That's, uh, that's a little annoying."