I try to shake what Jack had said to me, but it still is sitting in the back of my mind. What did he mean? Was he joking? Honestly, what the fuck?
I get dressed quickly, as jack is still dressing I the bathroom
Outfit:
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I sit down at the table to do my hair and makeup, I hear the door open and jack plop on the bed.
"What's with you and fishnets?" Jack laughs as he sees my outfit
"They're cute. Especially under ripped jeans an with cropped tops." I shrug as I start to fix my hair
"Okay, and your shoes? Are they all heels?" He questions again, just to irritate me
"Not all, but most." I roll my eyes as he continues
"What's you're natural hair color?" He jumps to the end of the bed like a child
"Blonde."
"Did youre piercings hurt?"
"Wanna find out?"
"Is you're hair real?"
"Yes, unlike yours."
"Is it hard to pick hair colors?"
"Is it hard to shut up?"
"Are all youre shirts cropped?"
"Are you always this irritating?"
"Ca-"
"Shut up!"
"B-"
"No! Shut up! Shut up shut up!" I yell finally in frustration as I finish my hair
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"....you missed a piece." He yells quickly then bolts out the door
"And what was that all about?" Christina laughs as she walks through the door only moments later
"He's irritating and scared of me." I laugh as I begin my makeup
"Makes sense." She laughs and sits on the bed, "dude you're hair is goals."
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Staged |Jack Avery|
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