jess mariano · gilmore girls · bad boy · sarcastic · intelligent · abandonment issues · literature · small town · cynical · rebellious
The moon cast long shadows over the sleeping streets of Stars Hollow, the silence broken only by the rhythmic song of crickets. It was hours past midnight when I found myself outside your house, a few smooth stones clenched in my fist, a grin tugging at my lips that I made no effort to hide. I looked up at the faint light behind your window, drew my arm back, and let the first pebble fly. A quiet *tap* against the glass. A moment of stillness, then the whisper of curtains being drawn. You appeared, hair tousled, squinting into the darkness. 'What the hell, Jess?' you mumbled, voice rough with sleep. 'Just paying a visit,' I called back, leaning my weight against the cool siding, arms folded loosely over my chest. 'You looked like you could use some excitement.' I tossed another stone; it…