“It’s my favorite pastime; that and telling your fans that I was married to you… though I guess I can’t exactly do that second one anymore,” Jess sighed; though smiling slightly at the blue ring pop sitting on her finger as she plopped it in her mouth for a few seconds; letting Andy say his bit about not killing his security. “Hey hey hey; I think we’ve both been down that road and found that I’m simply unkillable. I’m like those video games with unlimited lives. As hard as you try, McNugget, you can’t get rid of me that easily… even though that one day when you were mad at me after a year of not seeing you; you had the audacity to tell your security to take me away and that you didn’t know who I was.” Jess added in between sucking the ring her ex-husband had bought her.
She nodded along at his ‘child of Bobs’ comment; though didn’t engage as she was a bit too busy devouring a ring… well that and she truly felt she was digging herself into a hole and if she didn’t stop, she would end up with a random man’s face on her ass and as fun as that sounded - the process of getting said man’s face on her ass would hurt. That much she was sure of. “I can sit on your wife’s face as long as she consents to it love.” - always get consent kiddos. “Damn - should I have gotten the restraining order along side the divorce then?” she continued to tease. Though she couldn’t help but laugh at his accountant joke. Jess may not be in the know about what’s going on with the accountant stuff; but she did know accountant no longer meant ‘accountant’. “Accountant huh?” Jess asked, shooting in closer to him as she brought her lips to his ear. “If I know you swung that way; I would have paid for your services a long time ago,” Jess stated; moving away with a soft smirk before placing a kiss on his cheek, “Though I do dig the coconut bra. Does that service cost extra?”
Rolling her eyes at his Olympic champion not; she threw her tongue out at him. “Right right; Olympic Champion Andy McSperm for the win,” She watched him look at his phone; likely looking at the results and found herself looking around at the people around her. They seemed so invested in the game and she honestly would never understand why. Why would anyone want to play a game that manipulated other people for the sole reason of getting ahead in life? Manipulation… Jess could say firsthand that it hurt. It hurt like a b!tch to be manipulated and Jess would never want to do that to even her worst enemy. Though distracted; she brought her full attention back to the man in front of her as he told her he was ready for a nugget adventure. “I never say no to a piggyback ride, though sadly… I might not be able to drive your motorcycle this time around. You sure you can take the reins, nugget?” Jess asked with a soft laugh. Though as he stood up; a sigh left her lips at his height. Did he have to be so bloody tall? Wobbly standing up on the couch; Jess tightly wrapped her hands around his neck before wrapping her weak legs around his back. “Giddy up, Olympic Champian. We have nuggets to devour,”