Fight to the Death (Jefferson x Reader)
Warnings: A LOT of cussing, james being extra salty
Request: Pasta battle between Jefferson and the reader (This stupid thing is still in my mind XD ) @sorry-but-no-sorry
A/N: dude i think i did this eh but here you go~~~
You and Thomas Jefferson were always competing with one other, whether it be grades, sports, who eats faster, and so on. He was your best friend and your roommate. All of your other friends disagreed with the arrangement, but both of you thought it was fine. Besides the fact that he constantly occupied the bathroom.
“How long does it take to shower and get dressed?” You yelled, pounding your fist on the wooden door. You heard a laugh, and a blow dryer start. “Come on! I have to use the bathroom!”
“You should have woken up earlier.” He said. You looked down at your watch.
It was five in the morning.