Slumping in the wooden bench of the inner left side of the nipa hut Jean looked around as her friends surrounded her talking and laughing keep everyone updated on God knows what. Sighing she took a swig from her beer, and burrowed deeper in her spot. It was a normal Friday afternoon, everyone of her friends were done with their classes and are here at their chill spot behind a small restaurant. It was a place where everyone could relax and enjoy their fill of great food and of course sinful vices, right now alcohol and packs of cigarettes. Jean was staring at the middle of the mango tree where two white hand prints were shining, it looked symbolic and Jean can't help but looked fascinated. A roar of laughter brought her gaze back into the nipa hut to see one of her friends, Sally's front shirt was slightly drenched with beer and her cheeks were bright red with laughter, her eyes filling with mirth as she smacked the shoulder of her boyfriend because of a dirty joke. Speaking of a dirty joke Jean suddenly remembered a dream she had a previous night, it was a heavy lustful dream that happened in the comfort room of the very restaurant Jean is chilling at right now, the thing that made Jean intoxicated with the dream is that the dream featured her with a certain new friend who just joined their circle, Mason, a freshman at their school.
If only the dream was real, it would definitely make my day...
She thought slightly irritated biting her lip,
"Yo Jean want some smokes?"
Speak of the devil
Jean thought as she turned to see a guy standing at the entrance of their kubo, it was Mason, he held up a pack of menthol cigarettes with a smile,
"Yeah sure."
Jean mumbled as she swiped a stick from his pack, nodding gratefully as he neared and lit it for her, inhaling and exhaling the excess smoke,
"So, something on your mind?"
Mason asked as he sat beside her, shrugging Jean took another drag out of her cigarette,
"What makes you say that?"
"You're not usually the quiet one of this group."
a soft small graced her lips as she looked at him, Mason had a shock of dark locks falling around his smooth face, his almond shaped muddy brown eyes were framed by black glasses. Sighing softly closing her eyes,
"I... just got a lot in my mind I guess..."
Mason's eyebrow shot up,
"Whoa.. Do you wanna talk about it?"
"Its nothing to worry about Mase, but thanks for the concern, really."
"Anytime Jean"
Smiling she nudged his shoulder with hers, Mason looked at her,
"I'm serious"
"I know Mase.."
"Jean how do you deal with your problem"
Jean smirked, and raised her bottle, Mason laughed,
"Seriously?"
"Hell yeah."
"Well is it working for you right now?"
Jean shook her head slightly,
"Not so much now"
"Figured, well what else do you do to make this mysterious problem go away?"
Well fucking would be nice but I can't do that since i don't have a guy for that like Lila, but more importantly I really really want to fuck you but I can't do that...
