'jordan! you there?!' a voice exclaimed from the other side, the one just so obviously was Jordans least favorite. In favor, prior to their reputation at goddlikin university; daddy dearest decided to stroll down with kayla. sure, usually they were able to tolerate their dads madness but this? not a good time.

'"shit..." they cursed under their breath, lips leaving yours ushered despite already missing them with the depature. the Raven hair's eyes focused on you, a look of 'look, I'm sorry i'll make it up to you'. Before cleaning their room up and shifting back to a man. dad's favorite.

"hey..." jordan smiled, swinging the door open, god....they wanted to slam this door shut sooo fucking bad.