[...Yeah. Yeah, Jesse is totally board with that. To say he was relived to wake up with his junk firmly where his junk belongs and not a tit in sight (!!) would be the understatement of the century. There are some things that are sacred, things like coin flips, picking dare in truth or dare, and moving a guy's junk when he's not looking. You just don't do that.
And so he can deal with the odd zit, like, yes please may I have another, so long as there's an understanding that boobs- while undeniably awesome- do not belong attached to his person. Deal, Wonderland??
IN ANY CASE. Jesse is so very deeply enthralled by his vandalism that he actually jumps when the guy speaks up, nearly dropping his cigarette onto his oh-so-cliche sneakers.
...And he'd totally make a thing out of it, because not cool, yo, spray paint has no eraser, but... It is pretty sweet, random dude, thanks for noticing!
He turns, lips quirked up into a smirk, to express his gratitude:]
Hell yeah it is. Cliches are cliches for a reason, yo-- [What does that even mean? We'll never know.
Jesse flicks ash from the end of his smoke.] Kinda ran out of room out there- [a vague hand-flap in the direction of the playground] -and this wall was like begging for it. I mean come on, look at it. All that-- that emptiness. Lame.
STARBUCKS YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH
And so he can deal with the odd zit, like, yes please may I have another, so long as there's an understanding that boobs- while undeniably awesome- do not belong attached to his person. Deal, Wonderland??
IN ANY CASE. Jesse is so very deeply enthralled by his vandalism that he actually jumps when the guy speaks up, nearly dropping his cigarette onto his oh-so-cliche sneakers.
...And he'd totally make a thing out of it, because not cool, yo, spray paint has no eraser, but... It is pretty sweet, random dude, thanks for noticing!
He turns, lips quirked up into a smirk, to express his gratitude:]
Hell yeah it is. Cliches are cliches for a reason, yo-- [What does that even mean? We'll never know.
Jesse flicks ash from the end of his smoke.] Kinda ran out of room out there- [a vague hand-flap in the direction of the playground] -and this wall was like begging for it. I mean come on, look at it. All that-- that emptiness. Lame.