“On the 353 at 5:06. I’ll be the one with the matching shoes and scarf.” “I’ll be the one… well, I’ll just be the one on the bus that’s probably smiling at you.” Jordan’s smile became more of a grin and his cheeks tinted pink. “There’s a good chance I’ll also be the one who trips over, takes out some poor guy in his fall, and yells out motherfucker really loudly, horrifying just about everyone on the bus.”
Oh these two are going to kill me
