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Natori 11:07 p.m. Miami, Florida ———————
tori chilled on the couch in the center of jimmy's closet, while she waited for him to try on the next outfit she had put together.
"are you almost done ?" she shouted. he was getting dressed in the smaller room in his closet. which, tori had never seen anything like it. she's been to plenty homes ,but not one time did she see a closet inside of a closet.
"i belong in fuckin hell for wearing these jeans" jimmy expressed, walking towards tori.
she rolled her eyes before she actually saw how he looked because every outfit she picked out, he turned down. she was starting to think he was doing it on purpose, but tori let that particular thought stay in her mind.
"stop over re-" she began to say but as she lifted her head, she instantly covered her mouth.
"oh my gosh"
"please take them off before you get a yeast infection or somethin" she said bursting into laughter, not understanding how his lower area could breath because the jeans were so tight.
"I could probably fit those" she continued to joke and jimmy started to unbutton the jeans.
"what you doinn? she dragged, holding her hand up.
"not in front of me" tori added, as he stopped.
"you know you would love it tho" jimmy replied as he went back into the other room.
"sure I would" she sarcastically retorted.
"but I don't think beatrice would love it" tori shouted, purposely saying her name wrong. every time tori actually caught on to jimmy's flirting, she would remind him that he had a girl.
she wouldn't admit it, but she still felt jealous. even if she told herself she was okay with the friendship her and jimmy was beginning to have, in the back of her mind she secretly wished he was just single because it would make her feel so much better.
"why do you always bring her up ?" jimmy questioned as he walked out of the door and into the main closet.
"okay now I love this one" tori smiled as she saw the outfit, purposely ignoring his question. which, she wouldn't dare to answer anyways.
"tori" jimmy said her name, giving her a look.
"that is me" she sneered going over to his belt rack.
