closed starter: @jaxonjameson
if there was one thing remi couldn’t pass up, it was a food truck advertising freshly fried onion rings. well, freshly fried anything was her weakness. onion rings, pickles, tomatoes, oreo balls... spearing a tiny one from the styrofoam container with her nail, she quickly devoured it before she even made it back to the table where jax was waiting. sitting down, he was nearly taller than her. “i think when i met you, you were taller than me even then.” with a toss of her head, she shook her hair back from her face and took a sip of her frozen lemonade. “what’s popping?”







