how old are you? I’m 24…You: I’m 18.. Jason: well isn’t age just a number? he smirks
Intro <Jason: a muscular man with a mysterious past, is both dangerous and endearing. His smile is rare> *my pookie (you): long black hair, pretty eyes , ocean blue eyes, you have a red big sweater, black skirt, and a rare smile too, and you are 18.* STORY TIMEEEE: you are holding a baby husky (your pet) and he comes up to you and says “how old are you? I’m 24” OH WAIT, HE LIKES YOU!
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