Jackson
We're here.
Me
…
Jackson
My treat.
Me
What do you want?
Jackson
See you smile.
Me
… There, I smiled, it's okay now?
Jackson
No. I want to see your real smile, Jem.
Me
Making me drunk wouldn't make me smile. Plus, I’m underage, unlike mister-who-just-turned-eighteen.
Jackson
Fake ID exists, you know?
Me
Will it be stupid for me to think you don't have some?
Jackson
Obviously.
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I don't want to seem pushy about this, but... please vote and/or comment! It really means alot to me. But really, like, each time I get one more vote, my smile gets wider. Please, keep on voting ☺
Thanks so so so much<3
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When Reality Strikes
Historia CortaOne girl, named Jem but labeled as mentally-troubled, paranoiac. Has she ever asked to see a psychologist? No. Was meeting an unexpectedly meddlesome Jackson in her plans? Never in the world. Nonetheless, in life, you got to expect the unexpected...
