“Sure but ex-wife bragging rights just doesn’t have the same pull as wife bragging rights. All your fans are just gonna be like ‘if I had him, I wouldn’t let him go,’ and sh!t like that, and of course I’ll argue that I’ve seen you naked, but it just doesn’t hit the same you know,” Jess explained, her tone of voice attempting to make this discussion sound more philosophical than it clearly was.
As she made that unkillable comment; Jess could see something was going through his mind though he didn’t say anything about it - moving instead to the statement about her almost being dragged out of his concert. That day honestly felt like it was just yesterday - seeing that there was a concert in town and just… well… not being able to stay away. Though she didn’t have a ticket… I mean, she found out the day of the event but his concerts were almost always fully booked for months in advance. Hence it took a little flashing, flirting, bribing, and a hell of a lot navigating through crazy fans to even get to the area where backstage was located. Do you understand how hard it is to convince security to let you backstage when you didn’t even have a ticket to be at the concert? It was bloody difficult. Sure she didn’t come up with the best line after not seeing him for a year… yeah… maybe starting off with “Hi can you sign my boobs,” wasn’t the best way to say “sorry for leaving for a year without saying anything,” but hey, no one could say Jessica Pierce didn’t make an entrance. “With all the boobs you signed that day, what was it about mine that made you almost throw me out?” Jess asked, leaning her head on his shoulder. “Do you think I can get “McDonalds” to sponsor me with a vampire sandwich or something? I think that would possibly even become more popular than McAndy’s,” Jess questioned with a slight huff. “I thought with the most recent post you did; we agreed you were the vampire and I was a snack?” Jess continued with a soft smile.
“Right, restraining order or not; I don’t think I can stay away from my baby that you took from me, aka Daredevil. I’m going to miss that dog,” Jess sighed. “You better give me visitation rights or I swear I will take you to court Nugget,” Jess continued. Though a frown soon met her lips when he said that his coconut bra was only for VIP guests. “B!tch there are two tattoos on your body just for me. I think that counts for VIP. I don’t need to sneak in. I am the list,” Jess stated through another huff of her breath. The audacity of this man.
“Can you officially change your name to McSperm? I think it just rolls off the tongue better anyways? I’m sure Ziah will love it too, if she’s taking your last name that is… though with the recent change I think she may keep Drake.” Jessica knew she would keep her last name if that was what she would be marrying into. A soft smirk played on her lips at the mention of Mario Kart. “Hey if you’re the thing that kills me, I think that’s a mark on your record, not mine,” Jess laughed before holding tightly to ‘McSteed’ as they went to his cycle. Jess wrapped her arms around Andy and sighed. “We’ve had a lot of crazy nights huh?” Jess asked the man before he begin driving off to a Mcdonald’s and parking his motorcycle. The man should know she liked to brag. Getting off the back of his bike; Jess faltered slightly, her legs still slightly numb from the walking during the day though held onto the man for support.
“Alright don’t give me that look. I’m no helpless kitten. Let’s go,” Jess stated after getting her balance and pulling the man inside the fast-food chain before walking up to the cashier. “Do you have any new McAndy toys?” the girl asked with bright eyes. “I exclusively eat McAndy’s around that man right there. I think it’s kind of an insult not to eat a McAndy when you’re next to Andy McAllister don’t you think?” Jess asked; and it only took that for all the McDonald employees to 1. get surprised, 2. the manager got everyone outside so they could take a photo with McAndy, and 3. get free food. The last part was the best; but soon enough, Jess was seated in a booth with a table filled with burgers, toys, fries, milkshakes, ice cream, those little apples and dipping caramel, and more. Jess didn’t wait to dig in as she grabbed her burger and took a bite. “Let me tell you; being on a liquid diet for three weeks because your body can’t handle ‘normal food’ sucks ass,” Jess stated in between bites of the food as a little Andy bobble head stared back up at her nodding his head. “See, little Andy agrees… oh I’m sorry… Is little Andy the name reserved for your d!ck? I can change his name? Andy McBobble?”