irene handing a bottle to jackson: here, throw it over—
jackson: tHiS biTcH eMpTy! YYYEEEKK!!!
irene about to throw hands at him: jackson, what the hell!! i know it's empty that's why i asked you to throw it in the bin!
jackson: irene chill... it's just a joke—
irene walking away: everything is a joke to you... go pick up the bottle from the floor.
jackson smirking: no babe~ my love for you is not a joke—
irene: just. pick. the. damn. thing. up.
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Incorrect Jackrene
Short Storyjust a bunch of very short ideas I think about but never commit to write because i'm a lazy ass...
