JJ Maybank Blurbs

23

"JJ," you whined into your phone as you plopped down on your bed and stared up at your ceiling fan, watching it spin endlessly.

"Whatcha want, dork," he teased and you could see his sly grin even though he wasn't physically present with you.

"Hey! I am not a dork," you pouted, hearing his chuckles flow out of your phone and into your ear.

"I know, I know, but what're you up to?" he asked genuinely and you felt the small smile grow on your lips.

"I'm bored out of my mind, J. Are you busy?"

"I have to mow Mr. Jeremy's lawn and then I'll be free."

"Well, I've got a collection of horror movies and pizza delivery on speed dial. Want to come over? When you're done, of course," you questioned hopefully. You heard a sigh come from him and you knew you had him.

"For you, I guess I will. Just nothing too scary, okay?" he pleaded and your smile only grew.

"I'll pick out the scariest movie I own."