it was 4:10, and you cursed at the clock.
you got ready for the dinner "date" with jimmy. you'd throw on something nice.
after you had finished you saw jimmy walking towards the familiar white car.
"coming! "
you'd shout back.
once you got in the car, you crossed your legs and looked over at jimmy.
he rested his hand on your thigh, and moved it quickly.
"nice shirt, where'd you get it?"
he looked down at his chest,
"shopm-"
you both laughed at his realization.
"no, i have a stylist"
he said chuckling.
you were surprised by the thought of a stylist.
"i dont like talking about my money, y/n, sorry."
"no need to apologize, im just a little shocked."
jimmy turned the radio on, and it was of course a mainstream pop song everyone knew the lyrics to, and you hummed along a little.
you'd stay quiet the whole ride, there wasn't much to talk about.
short chapter but dinner is gonna be long so 🤠
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Fanfictionas you find yourself caught up in papers from your shitty part time job, you get a strange message from someone willing to pay you 10,000$ but at a strange cost. 1k views!! thank you 2k???
