tattooisms:

      <sub>for  the  most   part  she  will  roll
      her  eyes,  a  small  sigh  leaving
      parted  lips.        all  she  wanted
      was  the  god  damn  sheets. sure,
      jesse  could  come   back  to  bed
      along  with  the   sheets,  but  she
      was  freezing.

                                         walking   to
      him   she’ll   rest   her   hands   on
      his     shoulders,      a    somewhat 
      pouting    smile   tugging   at   her
      lips.

           ❝ how about, you and
         the  sheets  go  back  to  bed? ❞</sub> 

    _{brows raise as he carefully observes
    jane step towards him, fingers  now
    wrapping a little more tightly around
    the   sheets   covering    his    waist.
    continuing on with the asshole act,
    as she so put it.}

    _{a smile is quick to form though as
    the  young   female   suggests  to 
    return back to the bedroom. jesse
    takes one more quick drag of  the
    joint  &  puts  it  out  before finally
    responding.}

                 _{❛ will you be joining? ❜}

tattooisms:

    <sub>she’ll  roll   her  eyes  at  his  words,  a
    hand   rubbing   up    and   down   her
    arm   as   she   walked  closer   to  him.

    slim  fingers   reach  for  the  joint  the
    moment   he  takes   it   from  his   lips,
    placing    it    against   her   own,   lips
    parting   to   exhale   before   speaking. 

                  ❝ really? you know,  you
    could  just  give  them  back.   unless
    you’re  sticking  with  the  asshole act. ❞</sub>

    _{he’ll just laugh in response at her
    words,   one  hand  now  curling
    around  the  sheets  covering  his
    waist,  whilst  the  other  reaches
    out for the joint.}

    _{he  places  it between  his  lips   &
    inhales  it back as easy as sucking
    through  a  straw. lips then slowly
    part,   a  heavy  exhale  before  he
    once more speaks.}

                 _{❛ i think i’ll stick with
    with the asshole act, it’s more fun. ❜}

tattooisms:

    <sub>she’ll groan as he takes the covers,
    yet  she  was  determined  to  stay
    put,   even   if   she   was   getting
    cold.
                                        hence why
    thirty   minutes     later    she   was
    wearing    one   of   his  tops   and
    walking  into  the  kitchen.

                 ❝ can i have the sheets
                               back now, ‘yo’? ❞</sub>

    _{by the time she’s gotten out of the
    bed to get the sheets back off jesse
    he  had  already  rolled  up  a  joint
    &  began  to  smoke  it.}

    _{he’ll  turn  around  quickly  as  he
    hears   jane’s  voice,  a  wide  grin
    now gracing the  rough  edges of
    his expression.
                                 the  bed  sheets
    are   wrapped   around   his   waist,
    enjoy  trying  to  get  them back.}

                 _{❛ how bout you come
                               n’ get them? ❜}