Joan Jett#1

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"My god, it's so fucking hot!" You exclaimed as you fan yourself. Living in California during summer is hell. "Seriously, you're literally naked." Joan says as she chuckles. You were wearing a bralette, with shorts, and your hair tie up in a ponytail. "Do you even know what the definition "naked" is?" She laughs and you couldn't help, but grin.

"How aren't you hot wearing that?" Joan was wearing black pants, with a Ramones t-shirt. She shrugs and took a sip from her beer. "I'm used to it." You playfully rolled your eyes and slightly groan. "Tell you what, let's go to the beach." Joan states. Your squeal excitedly and began to grab your things, and head out to the door.

"You forgot to put on sunscreen!" She shouts as she laughs. You return quickly and grab your sunscreen. "Um, I knew that." You giggle. You head out to the door again, and Joan shakes her head with a smile. "God, she's so cute."

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