For Everything There Is A Season

[Jacky]

"...You're thinking of me hat, aren't ye?" I wonder, since that's the only thing she could threaten me with in my point of view.

[Hannah]

"Of course" I nod and look at him with a slightly evil grin on my face

[Jacky]

"You better treat it nicely, as if it were your own. I care for that hat." I narrow my eyes.

[Hannah]

I snicker softly and take his hand in mine, brushing a soft kiss onto it. "I might"

[Jacky]

I smirk and draw my hand back. It's starting to look mushy, what scares me. "I should be goin' soon." I therefore figure, with a glance towards the window. There's no clock in here, but the sun is high above the horizon. It must be like 11 already

[Hannah]

"No." I shake my head. "Ye gotta fix my roof." I slide out of the bed and walk over to the cupboard to find some food.

[Jacky]

"I don't believe I owe ye that." I smirk, watching her as she moves through the room. She's still wearing my shirt, her legs showing underneath it.

[Hannah]

"Oh, really?" I smirk. "Then just do it because you don't want to get wet again next time you come." I tell him and tiptoe to reach the can rthrat is standing on the upperst shelf of the cupboard.

[Jacky]

When she stands on her toes the shirt slides up a little, revealing more leg, just a little below her bum. I smile faintly at the sight of it, before I lazily turn back onto my back. I'll stay until after breakfast - then I'm certainly out of here.
"Maybe I liked it." I offer, cos.. obviously the rain stripped her to a shirt alone. How could I not be content with that effect?

[Hannah]

I roll my eyes and look at him over my shoulder. "Right.." I mutter and put the kan onto the table.
"Whatever lifts up your skirt, luvvy"