sextape, jean kirstein

08, 𝐀 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

❝ so, doll, what can I get you on this fine ass evening? ❞

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All morning and afternoon you had been filming for the next episode, just preparing yourselves for what was to come, and now you had just gotten off of your at least ten minute break, three hours from sunset.

"Damn, lookin' fine as hell as always?" Sasha smiles, peeking into your dressing room while your fit yourself into your costume.

"Pfft, I'd hope so," You both laugh softly, and she makes her way in.

"How much longer do we have before we gotta get outside?" She says.

"Ten, maybe fifteen but I wanted to ask you something" You button your shirt, turning to face her.

"That day of the premiere.. Jean was being like, super confident, and now he's being a shy bitch. What's up with him?"

"Not sure, honestly. He was probably just trying to be a dick?"

"Yeah well he slapped me on the ass and then kissed my cheek. Does that sound like he's being a dick?" You chuckle, leaning back onto the counter.

"That's normal Jean shit though, don't ya' think?" 

"Ehh, I mean yeah. He's just being so weird. One moment him and Eren are talking dick sizes and the next minute I walk in he shuts up and tells them that they need to act cool, and he won't talk to me half of the time!"

"They measure their dicks?"

"Probably," You snort, pulling on your ankle-high boots quickly.

"They still act like high-schoolers."

"I know, please. Although they did just like.. get out of college?" Sasha chuckles.

"Yeah. We're only a year and a half away from graduating."

"Thank god,"

"You live on your campus, right?" She asks you, tilting her head and looking at her nails.

"Yeah. I live in the same building as Marco. We just walk downtown for classes cause its easier," You stand up, picking your phone up from off of the counter and opening it for a quick second. to check the time.

"I didn't know that!" She exclaimed, turning back towards the door, motioning that the two of you should get going. 

You quickly grab your coat, and follow her.

"You didn't? Lord. We've literally been living in the same place since we started!"

"Well, damn. Have you guys fucked?"

"Hey!" 

You hit her harshly on the arm, and she speeds up.