PixieStix

Whit I smile and chuckle, "I regret getting paint in my bra...which I think is completely uncomfterable and I guess we both have some problems right now."

Whit I smile, "I don't regret it either."

Whit He pulls me against him and I smile, letting him. Exausted, I glance up at him and sigh, looking down after a little.

Whit I try to stand, actually getting on my feet. I slip right after, on my face, and just give up, "Screw this..."

Whit I fall backwards when he drops to his knees, freezing when I realize I'll be stuck again because I landed in a HUGE puddle. "Well, sh*t," I chuckle.

Whit I laugh again and draw paint all over his chest from behind, having an advantage.

Whit I splatter more paint on him as well, jumping on his back for a piggy back ride so he couldn't get me anymore.

Rayah Jackie glances at them, destracted for some reason, and I glance up at her as well before letting it go and closing my eyes.

Jackie is a pacifist. Lol.

Whit I laugh and pull back, getting a paintbrush and painting all over his face again, "Then we shall blame it on the paint!" I say, smiling.

Whit I take a deep breath and open my eyes, "What just happened?"

Rayah Jackie lets it go, shaking her head before looking back at my phone, "Okay then..." I stay behind Jace, yawning, and rest my chin on his shoulder.

Whit My hands slide down his arms when the kiss ends, my forehead against his and my eyes still closed, after this...it's going to be so freaking awkward...hah...

Whit What the f*ck? He kisses me out of no where and I hold onto his wrists as he kisses me, calming. I close my eyes, taking in the moment.

Whit The moment completely ruined, I swallow and nod, "Sure. Whichever is fine."