𝑫𝑪𝑰. 𝑱. 𝑫𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒔𝒐𝒏

ᴵ ʷᵃˢᶰ'ᵗ ᵇᵒʳᶰ ʸᵉˢᵗᵉʳᵈᵃʸ˒ ᴷᵃᵗᵉˑ Info Below.

|| jo was totally a stoner in high school Speaking of which, I'm off to get high. Replies will be slow

open.spotify.com/track/6Pt9g… Dancing in her office, at half four in the morning does not mean she's having a mental break down, it means she.....has vitality?

|| Okay. So. What if. I made a smol, (closeted) gay bar owner who's secretly in love with a biker and she doesn't know what to do BC obviously biker chick is big scary gay and

Jo has never cared about football before but Kate seems to show a keen interest so, Jo has made her attempt to understand and has found herself to maybe, just maybe, enjoy it. A little.

.....Did we really get beat by Croatia? ........Fuck.

She's just gonna dance around to Robert Palmer. Because, yes.

Oh? Fancy a game of Footie in the garden?

Football did not come home. At all.

Nil nil wisnae too bad a score.

D.I Fleming, would you mind coming into my office please? I've got a hangover and need sympathy. Ta.

Reading messages from Cressida secretly make her smile.

Out in her jammies? Why not.

Dear God, I know I'm a raging homo and all that, but, would you be nice enough to send me a tall, sword wielding sugar mommy to take away all my problems? Ta.

"I need a date, a drink and a warm bed." Slumps into her chair, rubbing her temple and releasing a sigh. Let this night go her way. Just this once?

One smol gay glares disapprovingly. She's in a bad mood.

P o s e

@ Cressida

|| a meh face reveal because I can't remember if I've done one or not and I feel low-key pretty here NGL