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oh lala
ring around the rosie
Hayley whistles as she curled up tightly against the large window, looking down down down. So far down. She grinned, popping her lips as she pressed her head against the glass; wondering what it would be like to fall- fall! Like the people Jerome had tossed.
A tapping at the door mader her roll her neck, turning her face towards it.
"Come in~"
She calls, not moving.
The door opens, and in comes - her beautiful boy- Jerome; a grin on his face. "Whatcha doin down here?" He asks, smoothly folding down beside her.
a pocket full of posies
She hums, turning to look back out the window. Her lips smack together loudly, as she considers his question.
"Just wanna."
She shrugs, leaning her chin along her arm peering up at Jerome through her eyelashes. "What?" Hayley asks with a chuckle, when her eyes meet Jeromes green.
The ginger smiled, leaning back on one arm.
"I was just thinking, how beautiful you look with the city behind ya' like that." Hayley felt her mind sharpen as she flushed at his compliment.
Embarassed, she smiles softly.
She lets out a hum in contentment, turning to whistle again and peer downward.
"I don't trust him." She stopped whistling to speak, not looking away from the steep drop. Jerome frowns dramatically. "Who?" He asks, causing Hayley to snap her head towards him.
"Galavan, he's jealous." The side of her face twiched, as she blinked up at the boy.
"Of you."
She finished, nudging his shoulder with her own. Jerome furrows his brow. "I think he likes me." He shrugged, leaning backwards onto his palms.
"For now." Jerome pouts at her forboding words, not liking the dramaticness.
"You're only saying that because he hasn't let you play yet." The ginger nudges her shoulder with his own. Hayley raised a brow, tilting her head to peer up at him with grey eyes. "Hmm." She shrugs noncommittally.
"Maybe..."
The two sit silently for a moment longer until Jerome slaps his hands against his thighs making a lout noise. The sound startles Hayley, who snaps her neck towards Jerome with wide eyes.
"Welp, we better get going- if we wanna make our stop." The redhead grins knowingly, observing the frown on Hayleys face smoothens out.
"Oh right."
Witha dramatic sigh, Hayley shifts from her position; pushing herself up with several pops as her joint shift for the first time in hours.
"Yikes."
Jerome winces theatrically.
Hayley clicks her tounge, ignoring him. "Lets go." She turns, heading towards the door and going left. Behind her, Jerome scrambles to catch up with the shorter girl. "Soooo, excited?"
The girls shoulder pops as she shrugs, continuing forward as if nothing happened. "Excited to see Aunt Rosa?"
She hummed, tilting her head upward in 'thought'.
"Always."
Jerome chuckled, reaching down to grasp her hand as they strolled into the ornate living room. Inside, the rest of the crew sat strewn about.
bunch of bitches.
Hayley snickered aloud, causing heads to swivel; which made her snort louder as she twirled in a circle towards the fireplace.
"Alright everyone."
The big-eared ban clapped his hands, gaining everyones attention.
attention seeker
Hayley whistles a tune, grinning at the twitch she notices from the man as he continues over 'the plan'.
"-Understood?"
The blonde nods with everyone else as Galavan finishes, nodding pleased. As he leaves, she turns to Jerome.
"What did he say?"
Jerome cackles like she told the worlds funniest joke, as she blinked up at him. He continues laughing as she drops her head to the side, pouting.
"Jero~me."
The ginger finally calmed down, reaching up to dry his eyes. Hayley continued to pout at him, her eye unwittingly twitching.
"You're a jerk." Jeroume gasps, offened as Hayley acts oblivious to her own words. She clicks her tongue with a raised bow, expecting and answer. "Well, what did he say?"
