<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/62/96/c4/6296c4dfd5c598c721c549317a517fd1.jpg)</div><br/><strong>NAME:</strong>Naomi Redmond (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268436.msg13236519#msg13236519)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Fishnet & Fool's Gold (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/05/d3/cb/05d3cb176febd743270a8404bca567bb.jpg)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Friday | June 9th, 2017<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Old Lady Margaery's House | Side of House<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Continued from here (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268589.msg13258555#msg13258555).<br/><br/><br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Jonas | Closed<br/><strong>MUSIC:</strong>VAST - Pretty When You Cry (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IOZ6ptqcbUc)<br/><br/>She leaned forward to take the cigarette and pull on it so that the offered flame lit the tip, then leaned back again.  Drawing one leg up, she settled her heel on the edge of the TV cabinet and hugged her calf to her chest with one arm, her chin resting on her knee.  She peered at him through the smoke rising from her cigarette as she took a drag, his comments on the 'incident' bringing a faint grin to her lips.<br/><br/>"You didn't watch it?  Most people would have.  Hell, most people<em>did</em>.  You might be the only person in the school who<em>hasn't</em>seen it."<br/><br/>She shifted her head to rest her cheek on her knee instead, absently brushing her hair back out of her face and flicking her ash with a soft chuckle.<br/><br/>"You're sweet, Jonas.  But, I'm not like Jenna.  We made the video for the express purpose of people watching it and giving us money for the privilege of watching it.  Was Travis a douchebag for spreading it all over school?  Yeah.  Am I grateful to you for getting a little back on him and getting rid of the video?  Very.  But, only because treating someone like shit is never okay, but it's especially not okay to do it just because they like having sex."<br/><br/>She closed her eyes and took another lazy drag off her cigarette, exhaling the drag with her next words.<br/><br/>"So, are you the kinda guy who's gonna refuse a little fun, because you have this idea that girls can't make informed decisions about who they want to fool around with?"<br/><br/>Peeking through her lashes at him, she grinned slightly, easily finding his lighter hair against the dark backdrop of the house behind him.  Sure, she was grateful for his help, and the fact that he'd been classy enough not to immediately come tell her about his good deed, like a lot of guys would have done.  It felt more genuine that way, especially since she<em>actually</em>believed he hadn't watched the video.  But, she wouldn't fuck a guy just for doing something nice for her.<em>That</em>wouldn't be right and if it got around, well, she'd be inundated with shining knights all looking for a little tail.<br/><br/>No, she had been attracted to Jonas for a while, but he'd been dating Zoe, and she had one hard-and-fast rule...never deliberately get involved in a monogamous relationship.  It was a shitty thing to do.  But, they weren't together anymore, and he had<em>totally</em>made himself even more attractive with the hack job he'd pulled on the jerk who'd found her video and splashed it all over the school.  She didn't care about her reputation, since such ideas were hopelessly antiquated in her opinion...but the other girl in the video had been hurt by all the bullshit.<br/><br/>So, here they were, the night of graduation.  She was pleasantly buzzed, low-key digging on the strange atmosphere and wondering if Jonas was going to be too 'good guy' to let her say thank you.  High school was a weird place.