(A/N: This is a quick update to those who've been waiting. It wil be edited w/ a little more story! Ch. 5 will be better.)
The thug character, on the split-screen for two-players, went airborn as it was struck by a police cruiser; his body did multiple flips, before, face-planting in the road. Jesse grimaced at his loss and slam-dunked the controller. "Fuck me," he glared at the red 'wasted.', buffing his hand down his mouth wiping it. His friend, next to him on the sofa laughed raspily.
Badger said, "Hagh-harrgh-heheheh! Ain't so 'gangsta' now, huh!? The cops wrecked you so bad! Why's your character a 'spic anyway, white boy?" He added, "I know someone who'll do 'ya real good."
Jesse registered that he'd meant Mr. White, earlier, he expressed the awkwardness lately to him, he then, felt Badger reach over, pinching the bead through his shirt. "Don't touch my nipples, homo! Blow me, Badger, you bitch!" Jesse tried to guard himself.
"Sorry, I ain't gay and way to controdict yourself, wow!"
"Nah, I turned it around on you, so, that makes you the homo," Jesse confirmed.
Badger shook his head against that statement, the curls in his eyes swaying. "You sure your 'rents and little brother aren't gonna smell all this dank?"
"That's what the Febreeze is for?," Jesse said, grabbing the cold can shook it, then, making it rain freshness around them in the room.
"Riiiiight, hey, my girlfriend text me. She wants to come over and she'll pick up pizza, you good?"
"You got yourself a girlfriend? Bomb." Jesse nodded, sounding very surprised.
"Well, she ain't officially my girlfriend, we just made out a little at a party..."
"Did'ja get some?" He asked. Badger turned away shyly and muttered. That answered that. Jesse picked up a school folder and opened it up to Badger. "Check out my masterpiece," It was a cartoony caricature of Walter White, who looked like he sat on a beaker, it was sticking out his rear-end.
Badger look amused, "That's hilarious and.. pretty good you should give it to him as a gift. 'Ya know show him just how much you love him."
Jesse balled his fist and swung it near to Badger's crotch, threatening to hit him there. Badger cupped his hands protecting his junk. They both laughed, minutes later, hearing a car beep the horn twice from outside. "This must be her?" Jesse questioned as he peered through the slotted blinds as the thick, shortest latina girl with black, big curls and a wide, but, cute button nose hopped out the yellow Ford Focus.
Manicured, rainbow-pointed nails wrapped around a cardboard box and held it up at the door. "Hello, Badger. You're Jesse? I hope you boys are hungry, there's plenty!" The girl said.
"Maaacie! You rock, Mace." Badger cheered, he flipped the top open and shoved a double-decker in his mouth, chewing rapidly.
The scent wafted into Jesse's nose, so damn delicious... he started to reach but stopped midway to look at Macie graciously and ask for permission, is it okay?
"Dig in, already! Have some!" Macie assured Jesse, looking on at him with a sparkle in her eyes.
He did just that, he unhinged his jaw wide and chomped through to the crust in one bite. "Thanks for bringing it! Make yourself at home," He chirped between chewing, "Shit, spend the night."
Badger lifted his chin up at that, not exactly liking the sound of it, "Well, I'm not staying over, so, like, I dunno why'd you want to." He aske Macied with concern.
Macie's attention snapped back to Badger, "Oh, well, I'm not, then."
"So," Jesse swallowed, "Back to Grand Theft Auto?"
They gathered around the TV with the goodies. Macie wanted to try, she had a turn with Jesse first.
"Hey! No friendly fire," Jesse warned shortly after they got started, "We're supposed to do this mission together, stop,,,! You're gonna!" His character collaspsed with a grunt. "...Kill me."
"I'm sorry? I didn't know that was you?" Macie huffed, discouraged, "I'm terrible at this, haha."
Badger chuckled at Jesse's misfortune, "Okay, switch!"
They kept at this, gaming, snacking, smoking, on into the graveyard hours of the night. Macie had curled up in an arm-chair, tucking her knees in. She pretended to sleep while the boys occasionally ignored her for the game, until, she actually did fall asleep.
Badger soon yawned and stretched, "I'm outta here, bro. Mace..."
"Shh," Jesse hushed him, "She's asleep, dude. I'm not gonna wake her up at 3 A.M. just to make her drive home. Do you really wanna do that?" Jesse told him softly.
Badger guessed he had a point, "O-Oh, yeah, uh, bye buddy. Make sure she leaves when it's daylight." He gave Jesse a fist-bump of trust.
"Cya, man." Jesse stayed up a few extra hours more before, his head hit the throw-pillow on the couch.
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"Do you actually think I care. old man? About being a dreg of society? I don't give a-"
The words dissipated breathless from his lips as callused hands took ahold of his.
"Mm-hm. Soft hands. You haven't worked a day in your life, have you, Jesse?" White continued to carress his hands, massaging with feathered pressure.
Jesse eyes peeled back in alarm at someone touching him. Macie was over him about splayed, but, keeping from crushing him. She was inspecting his features, her fingers interlocked with his. She squeaked in just as much surprise.
"Wh-What are you...? The hell?"
"Morning~! I-I'm sorry, You look so cute... when you sleep."
Jesse sat up, causing Macie to slide back, and he wiped his brow, "Whoa, Macie, this isn't okay. Okay it's not. We didn't... do anything... did we?" It was clouded.
"No. No..." Macie answered, thoroughly saddened it didn't happen.
"Not that you aren't pretty, you are, but Badger's my friend... and he really likes you. I don't think I can do him like that." Jesse explained after he watched her get upset.
Macie said nothing, just looked at him with bambi eyes.
"I think.. you better go home now, nice to meet you, by the way."
(End of this chap! Please leave me a smol bean review if you can, if you want more~)
