Playful!Jessica
“Sam, come out, come out wherever you are…” Jess cheerfully calls as she walks into the apartment still littered with boxes. “I see you made a lot of progress with the unpacking.”
Oh, well. They’d dine on a cardboard tabletop tonight.
“I have food…pizza. Sam?”
No answer. She sets the box down and chuckles.
“I have beer.”
Still nothing. She slips off her shoes.
“I’m getting naked. Oops, there go the jeans.” And the shirt. “And I’m opening a bottle of beer…”
“I’m holding out for the pizza toppings.” He’s standing in the doorway, shaking his head and smirking.
“Sam!”
[ooc: for the Thursday drabble prompt in charloft. Not binding to any Sam.]
Oh, well. They’d dine on a cardboard tabletop tonight.
“I have food…pizza. Sam?”
No answer. She sets the box down and chuckles.
“I have beer.”
Still nothing. She slips off her shoes.
“I’m getting naked. Oops, there go the jeans.” And the shirt. “And I’m opening a bottle of beer…”
“I’m holding out for the pizza toppings.” He’s standing in the doorway, shaking his head and smirking.
“Sam!”
[ooc: for the Thursday drabble prompt in charloft. Not binding to any Sam.]