@ BearGirl
Slowly pulling his teeth in between his teeth, Justin slowly rolled his teeth over the inside of his lips. "Yup, same here." He murmured as he stared out the window. Watching as the newly planted trees that the city planted started to bend because of the wind. The mere action causing the property value of this fine establishment to crumble because supposedly, at least according to the mayor, plants make people happy and happy people spent money.
After a few more moments of staring out the window, Justin glanced towards Bailey. Almost forgetting that she was there since she wasn't running her mouth. She looked so small in his jacket. It was practically swallowing her up. The mere thought of her being devoured by his article of clothing caused a small smirk to form on the gangsters' lips.
"You know, I don't think I've asked yet. How's your neck doing?" Justin asked, tilting his head to the side as he examined her. Looking to see if she had a scar or something from the incident, but from where he was he couldn't see anything. Which, should be good. It meant that she wasn't as badly hurt as she had originally thought. "You don't seem to have a scar." He murmured his thoughts. A habit he's realized he's been doing when around Bailey.
Raising his cup to his lips, Justin took a few more sips of his drink before it was completely gone. A satisfied sigh escaped from him as he leaned forward and started to absentmindedly roll the bottom around on the table. Debating on if he wanted another coffee on this cold day or not.
Slowly pulling his teeth in between his teeth, Justin slowly rolled his teeth over the inside of his lips. "Yup, same here." He murmured as he stared out the window. Watching as the newly planted trees that the city planted started to bend because of the wind. The mere action causing the property value of this fine establishment to crumble because supposedly, at least according to the mayor, plants make people happy and happy people spent money.
After a few more moments of staring out the window, Justin glanced towards Bailey. Almost forgetting that she was there since she wasn't running her mouth. She looked so small in his jacket. It was practically swallowing her up. The mere thought of her being devoured by his article of clothing caused a small smirk to form on the gangsters' lips.
"You know, I don't think I've asked yet. How's your neck doing?" Justin asked, tilting his head to the side as he examined her. Looking to see if she had a scar or something from the incident, but from where he was he couldn't see anything. Which, should be good. It meant that she wasn't as badly hurt as she had originally thought. "You don't seem to have a scar." He murmured his thoughts. A habit he's realized he's been doing when around Bailey.
Raising his cup to his lips, Justin took a few more sips of his drink before it was completely gone. A satisfied sigh escaped from him as he leaned forward and started to absentmindedly roll the bottom around on the table. Debating on if he wanted another coffee on this cold day or not.
September 14th, 2019 at 04:44am