irene: jackson, no one's home. wanna come over?
jackson: sure! i'll be there in a few.
irene: alright
jackson knocking on the door for the eighth time: hey! i'm here already, where are you?
irene: i told you no one's home
jackson:
YOU ARE READING
Incorrect Jackrene
Short Storyjust a bunch of very short ideas I think about but never commit to write because i'm a lazy ass...
