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Later that night, Jordan sat on the porch with Shirley. They were catching up on their days and enjoying each others company when the door to the guest house opened and an unfamiliar woman stepped out. Jordan giggled as Shirley raised her hand to wave at the woman, "Hi."
"God you two are embarrassing." Theo groaned, hiding her head in her hands as the giggles of Shirley and Jordan echoed in the room.
All Shirley received was an unsure wave from the woman and more giggles from Jordan, which she quickly put a stop to by elbowing her in the ribs.
"Ow you bitch," Jordan winced but was stopped from saying anything else as Theo walked towards them.
Klaus looked slightly disgruntled by the act of violence towards his daughter but was reassured by the playful smile she sent her sister.
"I know you normally prefer the company of cold stiffs, but..." she directed towards Shirley.
"Don't be so hard on yourself." Shirley was quick to smile back at her.
"I got beer." Theo passed it to Shirley, narrowly dodging Jordan, who had attempted to snatch it out of her hands, "After last night your not allowed to drink."
"She's a Mikaelson! Drinking runs in her blood." Kol smirked, scarily matching the smirk the rested on Jordan's face and she nodded in approval.
"New friend?" Shirley questioned Theo with a curious smirk perched on her face. "She coming back?"
Theo sighed and threw herself into the space next to Jordan, "No. I mean she's sweet enough, but, pile of issues."
"She's really pretty though." Jordan smiled at her older sister.
"I don't think you can know much after such a quick encounter." Shirley hummed.
"Who's saying it's quick? I'm a giver." The response made Jordan snort out a laugh and lead Shirley to scrunch up her nose in disgust.
Laughter mixed with scoffs of disgust erupted in the halls.
"You're like a guy. You're worse than a guy. You're like a frat guy. When I said you could live here, I wasn't expecting the pussy parade." She then turned to Jordan, "And you, I wasn't expecting to have to worry about whether you'd been kidnapped when you didn't come home on time."
"You're not my mother Shirl you don't have to worry." Jordan laughed at her older sister.
