“Ok, this is the last time i’m paying for these fuckin’ pints. You’re up next.“ Roza waddled over to Jack and stuck out her tongue, slowly sitting down on his lap as all the other chairs were taken already. Out of habit the brunette immediately slid her fingertips into his hair, playing with the short strands at his neck. She took a sip of her beer and rested her chin on top of his head. It seemed only yesterday that they had met in that same pub after her friend had taken here. Before, Roza never really went out besides going to school. When she met Jack, all of that changed. A few months into their relationship, Roza’s parents wanted to move back to Albania, and she refused. She wanted to finish school and well, stay with Jack. So after loads of fighting and bickering her mother and Jack's mother had agreed for Roza to let her stay there and she couldn't be happier. She was just zoning out for a moment as she was sitting on is lap, enjoying his presence.