”Pizza sounds nice man… it sounds really nice.” Hunter admitted after a few moments of silence. Jareth released a breath he was holding in… good, at least he didn’t go for the face punching route. Sure, Jar deserved a good punch for a hell of a lot of reasons, but he wasn’t one to just take that kind of thing sitting down. Jareth nodded with a smile
“Cool… I, uh--” he looked down at towel that was the only thing between Hunter and all of Jar’s nekkid glory.
”Just let me get dressed real quick.” Jar offered a crooked grin before turning to head to his room to change.
”Uh… Jareth? Look man… sorry for freaking out on you like that… I’m just… just stressed as hell.” Hunter called out an apology from behind him. Jar paused and looked over his right shoulder, which sported a female sugar skull tattoo design.
”Don’t worry about it, man. It’s bad to keep shit like that bottled in.” At least that’s what Wendy says… he thinks the last part as closes the distance to his room.
After closing the door, Jar retrieves his cell phone and shoots a text to Julius reading:
“Hunts and I are heading out to grab some pizza and hit up that Challengers Arcade. You and I got a date with the DDR machine.” He finished off the text with a saucy kissing-face emoji and chuckled at his own stupid humor.
Jar decided on a
black and white tank and skinny jeans before checking himself out in the mirror. His air-drying hair was starting to get a little too fluffy, so he smoothed down the flyaway curls with some water before shrugging.
Good enough…Hunter met up with Jar at the doorway. He started rifling for his wallet, and Jar assumed he was just making sure he had cash on him when he mentioned having a picture of Delilah.
”Proof! Told you I have the ability to have hot girlfriends.” He boasted as he displayed the picture for Jar’s viewing pleasure.
”Hey now, I never said that you couldn’t!” Jar said defensively as he briefly glanced at the picture. She was a bombshell, all right, but Jar thought it would be in poor taste to say such a thing. Plus, he wasn’t looking to provoke Hunter much more tonight. Instead, Jar had another idea. He reached into his own back pocket and produced a zippo lighter, because any self-respecting rockstar always carried a lighter on them. And zippos were the classiest of lighters. Jar flicked it open, igniting a small flame.
“Here’s to new beginnings.” he said, gesturing for Hunter to burn the picture.
“To forgetting past heartbreak, and attempting to make the most of this overpriced boat ride!” He would say once Hunter decided to go through with burning Delilah’s photo.
After that, the boys would leave and meet up with Julius at the arcade with a pizzas in hand. Something atrociously meat-packed for the boys, and a smaller veggie delight for Jar.
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