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Post by Isola on Jan 4, 2012 19:59:59 GMT 1
"No, I'd rather not. Just because I had a little crush on him doesn't mean that I want to see his junk."
Her cheeks continued to stay a shade of pink but the smile faded away.
"And I was only infatuated because he helped me."
Isola put down the phone again, there was nothing to do with it except for holding it or randomly pressing the keys. If she had anyone to text she would, but the only person whose number she had was sitting next to her, drinking her liquor.
Isola smirked and gave Jean an mischevious look.
"So you better be careful."
And laughed lightly.
"I'm just kidding, I'm not to fond of fish."
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Post by Jean on Jan 4, 2012 22:13:15 GMT 1
"I thought that was exactly what a crush meant." Jean said with a big grin before drinking some more from the bottle. "Or maybe that is just me, but my crushes usually only lasts long enough for me to get to see people's junk." Jean didn't feel all that worried about Isola trying to get into her pants, but arched an eyebrow in her direction either way. "Who told you about that?"
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Post by Isola on Jan 4, 2012 22:39:07 GMT 1
"Even if my crush lasted forever, I still wouldn't have gotten in his pants. I'm way too weird and he seems to be way too into sausage parties for my taste."
Isola said with a little more bitter voice than intended, only to look a Jean with an amused expression on her face.
"Told me what?"
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Post by Jean on Jan 4, 2012 22:47:05 GMT 1
"So you don't know about the fish then?" Jean asked, had it just been a lucky choice of words then? She then focused on the part about Isola's crush. "Honestly, you should keep away from Leo anyway. Sarah fucked him up permanently."
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Post by Isola on Jan 4, 2012 23:06:34 GMT 1
"Yeah I know and believe me I'm trying but they always seem to pop up when you least expect them to.. Anyway, back to the fish.. No, can't say I have. But please, do tell?"
Isola chuckled.
This was rather interesting and it was something else talking about than Leo's genitalia.
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Post by Jean on Jan 4, 2012 23:28:47 GMT 1
"I don't exactly know what happened, but apparently I broke into a Tesco, stole a fish and then got it together with a ginger." Jean couldn't really tell the story, she didn't remember it. "Apparently I was caught on camera, but I only really remember being woken up by Baz calling me, leaving before she woke up and finding a fish in a pile of clothes. Baz and Leo had a field day." She went back to scratching her head in thought. Nope still couldn't remember what happened. "I smelled pretty bad though."
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Post by Isola on Jan 6, 2012 19:49:05 GMT 1
"The ginger was a she?"
Isola tried to hold back a smile by biting her cheeks covering her mouth as she spoke.
Had it not been that Isola was so surprised she might have fallen off the couch from laughing, but she took a pause before she could continue.
"I'm sorry, but that's just hilarious, to wake up to the stench of fish and find a girl in bed. I almost wish I had done it, I mean what a story to tell!"
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Post by Jean on Jan 6, 2012 21:19:32 GMT 1
"I don't see why it's so funny. Maybe the fish, I'm not sure why I wanted the fish." She rubbed her chin while thinking, something that would have worked better if she had a beard. "I can't really cook." Especially not with an entire bloody fish. "But they are way more prone to stray than I am. Also, I never do it sober." She insisted on this to Isola, as if she assumed that the girl knew how prone to bi-curious actions the guys were. "Either way, I got a world of shit when I got home for leaving my roommate to take care of her. He is so very touchy ever since he got a girlfriend."
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