Aug 14, 2013 22:54
This afternoon, Jackson was roasting marshmallows outside his bouncy castle.
What, he was bored, the castles annoyed him, Stiles rolling all over him annoyed him, and a lot of other small stuff annoyed him. He deserved something good. Obviously, he always deserved good things. But under the circumstances, he felt he deserved them even more. And he knew no one else was going to come by providing them for him, as much as he would've liked them to.
Also, he was bored, yet didn't feel like walking into town and getting his car to get the hell out of town. So, marshmallows.
Now, if he could only have stopped burning them. It was getting on his nerves.
[ooc: Oh so open!]
jackson whittemore