Shady

“…Can you nickname yourself?” She furrowed her brow. “I thought they were just supposed to be forced upon you.” Gods knew she’d had tons forced upon her. None kind.

“Cute,” she said flatly, taking another drink.

Jerica snorted. “What is that supposed to mean?”

Jerica nodded. “Nice.”

(Cute!) “Mm… what’s yours?”

“Because of the juggling?”

Jerica wasn’t stupid . She wasn’t in the habit of giving her name to people she’d just pissed off; especially not when said people were buddy buddy with the people ...

“Mm.” Good thing she didn’t have any respect for the bastard.

(*libido) “Why is it hard for you to talk about it it didn’t involve you?”

(Omg Tomhas keeps getting sluttier I love it lol) Jerica shrugged. “Nothing stays hidden forever; don’t have secrets if you don’t want people knowing them.”

“I’m determined,” she corrected.

“Hmph. I’m sure I’ll see him ag-eventually. That or someone else would know. I don’t like secrets I’m not in on.”

“Clearly he comes here sometimes or you wouldn’t know him,” she countered.

“Fine. I’ll ask him, then,” she threatened.

“Yes, I do,” she replied tersely. “If you bring something up, it’s only fair to explain it.”