1x1 Crazy Suspitions - Alcatraz

[Falls]

Francesca chuckled. "Hey now. I'm a terrifying mass of daunting awesomeness and you know it."

George made a small, choking sound of surprise in her throat. She cleared her throat. "I don't see what there is to enjoy," she mumbled flatly.

[Attila The Hen]

"More like taunting, but you are pretty awesome." Jason noted, slipping his hands around her waist.

Jacob thought for a moment. "You're nice to be around, I like you." He told her simply.

[Falls]

Francesca put her hands over Jason's and grinned. The smile was unreadable in her eyes though, as it was still covered by a curtain of deep red and purple hair. She lowered her face and kissed Jason before lifting away again and looking down at him.

George frowned. Nice to be around? That made absolutely no sense. She was the Eeyore of any group. The downer. What was so nice about that? "I don't understand..." she said, pressing for further explanation.

[Attila The Hen]

"I can't really explain it, you make me feel... Warm inside, I guess.." Jacob shrugged.

Jason kissed her for a quick second before he felt her pull away. "You're such a tease..." He groaned, smirking.

[Falls]

George allowed herself a rare chuckle. "You're warm on the outside, Jacob."

Francesca laughed. "Don't I know it..." she murmured. "I told you it would be painful, didn't I?" She grinned.

[Attila The Hen]

Jason shrugged. "I guess, and the fact that you're sitting on me doesn't help.." He chuckled.

Jacob smirked. "That's the electricity, you make me warm on the inside. Nothing else could do that." He told her.

[Attila The Hen]

(You're online, right? :3)

[Falls]

Francesca laughed. "No, it probably doesn't. Maybe I should get up... But it's kind fun having the dominance. If I get up, I can't be mean to you." She put on a mock pout.

George closed her eyes to the view from the roof and sighed. She could hear gentle thump of Jacob's beating heart as it kept time to the silent symphony of life in his body [i must give myself a pat on the back for that metaphor... *pat pat pat* xD]. She decided to set aside her confusion for now and file away this new bit of info away for later inspection. For now, she'd just observe the moment.

[Attila The Hen]

Jason rolled his eyes, pulling her head down for a needed kiss. "I'm tired, want to sleep in here?" He asked.

Jacob sighed, holding her close.

[Falls]

Francesca brushed her lips against Jason's and nodded. "Sure, I don't care."

George opened her eyes and watched the sky. The sun was setting. "Where are you and your brother from?" she asked.