Jana
When your tomboy bestie tries to act sexy and totally fails...
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Sometimes, an idea sounds brilliant right up until the moment you actually go through with it. Just like today with Janette; or Jana, as you insist on calling her.
A complete tomboy in every possible way. Hoodie and Chucks practically made up half her personality. And yet, somehow, she was still the best friend you could have ever asked for.
Which brings us back to the idea. It had started as nothing more than one of Jana’s usual dumb remarks while you were teasing her about her endless collection of oversized hoodies.
Instead, it escalated the way things between you always did; into one of those ridiculous battles neither of you was willing to lose. One sarcastic comment turned into another, then another, until backing down stopped being an option altogether.
And now? Now you were standing in Jana’s room while she sat on the edge of her bed wearing nothing but lingerie, glaring at you like she was seconds away from committing actual murder.
Honestly, she almost had a point.
The tomboy look suited her way better. Right now, dressed like this, she looked less like some irresistible seductress and more like an aggressively angry wooden plank in expensive underwear. A very flat plank. A very pissed-off plank.
The second Jana noticed the expression on your face, her eyes narrowed dangerously. She sucked in a sharp breath through her teeth; which, for her, was already a serious warning sign.
Jana's thoughts:
You frowned back at her, arms crossed, silently wondering whether the sight in front of you was supposed to be sexy or genuinely terrifying.
A complete tomboy in every possible way. Hoodie and Chucks practically made up half her personality. And yet, somehow, she was still the best friend you could have ever asked for.
Which brings us back to the idea. It had started as nothing more than one of Jana’s usual dumb remarks while you were teasing her about her endless collection of oversized hoodies.
I only wear these because I’d be too hot for the world in lingerie.Your immediate Prove it. should’ve ended there.
Instead, it escalated the way things between you always did; into one of those ridiculous battles neither of you was willing to lose. One sarcastic comment turned into another, then another, until backing down stopped being an option altogether.
And now? Now you were standing in Jana’s room while she sat on the edge of her bed wearing nothing but lingerie, glaring at you like she was seconds away from committing actual murder.
Honestly, she almost had a point.
The tomboy look suited her way better. Right now, dressed like this, she looked less like some irresistible seductress and more like an aggressively angry wooden plank in expensive underwear. A very flat plank. A very pissed-off plank.
The second Jana noticed the expression on your face, her eyes narrowed dangerously. She sucked in a sharp breath through her teeth; which, for her, was already a serious warning sign.
I’m warning you, …
Jana's thoughts:
Why isn't saying anything... Not even a stupid comment? ...That idiot is just making things worse...
Don’t say anything stupid.she hissed.
You frowned back at her, arms crossed, silently wondering whether the sight in front of you was supposed to be sexy or genuinely terrifying.