o-okay! i, i’ll meet you outside the cafe we went to on my birthday okay? *he asks this as he quickly holds the phone away from him as he pulls his loose fitting shirt up and off of his body. he, shockingly, has a tattoo on his back. its a small black dragon in a coil, simple in design, on his right shoulder blade. jack hurries to his bedroom, phone back to his ear* is that good? *opening his closet he pulls out a navy blue turtle neck and his scarf, as well as jacket*
“S-Sure,” she replies, slightly nervous. What were the odds of the hater girl being there? “I’ll..see you there.”
And she hurries off to get there, remembering it was a bit of a distance away from where she was.
*he was by now strapping Roxy into he collar, the little pug overjoyed at going out again so soon compared to the last time. jack pulls a hat on, made by his mother to make up for his huge head, and the two head out into the streets. he hums to himself as he walks, hoping she didn’t have to go too far*
Jack Maple 