(I have no idea what the project should be)
@SaltyLasgna get over here
(All I know is that I want cute gay shit and secret kisses)
(Well I had something called the plant project in bio sophomore year. Basically I had to collect different plants, identify them, and put them in a binder)
(We can do that so then we can get to cute gay floof)
(yeah lol
they'd literally be picking flowers together lmao)
(fuck yes
making out at the back of the school, jacob blushing the entire time
sneaky kisses and pure forehead kisses)
(so lets hurry up and get there.)
(fklsjfdlgkj yes)
"I-i-it's a p-p-plant p-project." Jacob handed Samil the paper that had all the details on it. It was easier that way them him trying to explain it with his stutter.
Samil glanced over it, feeling his headache get worse with each complicated looking science word he read. "Um… okay. I have no fucking clue where to start, I usually put off projects until the day before."
(That's a big fucking mood)
Jacob wanted to sigh and face palm. "W-well y-you k-k-know w-where I l-live, c-come o-over a-after s-s-school t-to w-work o-on it."
(lmao)
Samil shrugged. "Yeah, I guess that works. I'd have you come over, but…" he paused, trying to figure out how to say his house was trashed and his mother was a junkie without actually saying it. "I don't think we'd be able to get much done there."
Jacob nodded. "O-okay." He didn't understand what he was trying to say but figured he had his reasons he didn't want to say.
He took a deep breath and looked over at him, trying to push the memory of how he found his mother last night out of his brain. He didn't need that kind of stress right now. Samil ended up looking right into Jacob's blue eyes, and he couldn't figure out why looking at him made his heart beat a little faster. "So we should probably get straight to planning. When are we gonna work on this together?"
Jacob chewed on his bottom lip nervously. He never spoke this much, to anyone, except perhaps his parents. Never to anyone else. "U-um, I-I'm f-free a-a-anytime a-after s-school." He mumbled and looked down. He hated his stutter so much, but he didn't know how to get rid of it. He never tried.
pets
(Ah, Jen said that they wouldn't be on that much since they're gonna have limited access to notebook my dude, just thought I'd give you a heads up)
(Thanks)
pets
(no problem man)
(yeah I really can't get on that much, sorry
I'm trying to find a way to get access again tho. If I can get my old samsung to work I might use that)
(Its fine)
(Yoo guess who's fuckin back)
(Yay!)
(I managed to get my hands on a tablet thanks to a friend. I'll respond soon)