So Jack and I have been dating for about two or three months and things seem to go pretty well. Sometimes he comes over to my place sometimes i go over to their place. But we've been trying to keep it low key.
"So babe I was wondering If you would want to come with us to Omaha?" He asked. Cause he's been wanting to go visit some old friends and his family. and maybe this is the great time to meet his parents.
"Uh ya sure, when do you want to leave?"
"Tommorow?"
"Ok, wait what about our tickets?"
"I already got em."
"Ok, well let's start packing already"
So Jack and I started to pack our things but then I ended up doing his cause he's being a lazy ass again which I always have to deal with.
"Jack what shirt are you bringing?" I said shouting from the walk in closet. He's just laying down there on the bed with his phone and he's not even helping me.
"Jack get your fucking ass over here." I said shouting again.
"What?"
"Don't what me. You know what, why don't you pack your things by yourself."
"Ugh" He said groaning.
"Oh and ya by the way Jack, I also have things to pack."
After packing and having a little argument with Jack. I decided to join him on the bed. We didn't really do anything much today because Jack was being lazy so we just decided to stay home. I'm actually kinda excited for tomorrow.
