Jules would probably, most definitely be gone by two. She totally didn't want to drive home that late alone, especially knowing what she knew now about certain things in town. Jules nodded and snatched up her bra and shirt on the way, just to place them in her bag until she was ready to change and leave. She shut herself in the small bathroom and slipped out of her cheer skirt before washing herself up a bit. Jules fixed her hair, tying it into a ponytail and sort of wished she had brought her bag in with her so she could reapply her lipstick. Oh well. After a few minutes, she slipped into Jasper's boxers, which were a bit too big for her, obviously, and his t-shirt. It really felt super weird being in his clothes, and she didn't look as put together as she usually did. It made her feel a little insecure, but he probably wouldn't care much since he was the one who offered her the clothes.
Sighing, Jules left the bathroom, carrying her cheer uniform out into the living room where she'd left her bag. Jasper was in the kitchen and she glanced at him as she lifted her bag to put her uniform inside. "So, you should come to the football game Friday night."
Before he’d left his room, Jasper had spotted the hex bag still sitting on his dresser. Which was one of the main reasons he’d asked Jules to come over, duh. He palmed it and took it with him as he went and peeked in on the dogs. They gave him some concerned sniffs, but didn’t seem super eager to go out, so Jasper left them in Gavin’s bedroom. Then it was on to the kitchen to start heating up something for them to munch on. He was just putting a plate full of small unhealthy pizza-flavored squares into the microwave when Jules came into the room. He glanced up and smiled a bit at how she looked, his clothes baggy on her but still cute. Jasper didn’t mind her lack of lipstick in the slightest. He’d left the hex bag on the counter, and he edged closer to it once he’d started the microwave up. “Oh yeah?” he asked. “How come?”
"It's the Homecoming game," Jules explained, shaking her bag a bit so her uniform fell inside completely. She then dug around for a moment and pulled out her phone to check her messages, sparing a glance at Jasper. "And they're introducing Homecoming Court at halftime." Which, of course, included her. It was maybe a weird way to tell him she wanted him to be there, but she felt just as weird coming out and saying so. Jules dropped her bag onto the couch and wandered over to where he was standing near the counter. "I mean, everyone will be there. It's a big game."
Jasper had zero interest in football, and even less in the Homecoming Court, and he was sure Jules knew that, so he could read between the lines and see that she wanted him to be there. He wasn’t going to call her out on it though, because that wasn’t what they did. Besides, it was his senior year, so it was the last one he would ever go to. He could smoke under the bleachers and watch Jules parade around in all her glowing popularity, and think about fucking her in her cheerleader skirt all over again. Smirking, Jasper reached for her to pull her in close, dipping his head in to give her a brief kiss. “Guess I can put in an appearance,” he murmured. “You gotta do something for me, though.” It was as good a segue as any, he guessed.