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maybe charlie shouldn’t have tried to manipulate the situation like he did. he almost felt bad about it. almost. ignoring the words the james was harshly letting out, he tried to have his bigger focus be on his burrito bowl. taking a few bites with a smile stretched over his lips, he shrugged. “ you didn’t fuck up. especially not if you really cared to fuck that guy. did you? “
“Well, doesn’t matter now, I guess.” She said, purposefully vague.
“Thank you, for honestly making me laugh. I needed it.” Steph chuckled. “I mean, I really enjoy the fact that all of us, as sisters, are doing something together but I’d much rather go shopping or put on the decorations rather than… cleaning. Shall we just… clean the parts that are visible?” She asked, smiling sheepishly.
“Underclassman disadvantage strikes again,” she laughed, before pausing. “That’s actually not a bad idea...”
leaning in reluctantly toward james as the employee brought charlie his burrito bowl. he scowled in response, not wanting to dignify this guy an answer unless it was a punch to his throat. instead he cleared his throat and shook his head before speaking out loud where jess could clearly hear. “ what the fuck – that’s rude man, you shouldn’t talk about her that way. “ charlie said as his eyes were averted, but moving his hand to lace with hers beneath the table, and moving his thumb against her outer hand.
Frowning, Jess looked at the both of them a bit at a loss for words. “...What’s going on?” There was clear tension there, but what for, Jess wasn’t entirely sure.
Although, she might’ve guessed it when James angrily flipped his tray and stood, looking down at Charlie with distaste. “What the fuck, dude. You know what, Jess, I don’t need this. I’ll see you around.”
As James prepared himself to leave, Jess only sat there with a flabbergasted expression, suddenly dropping Charlie’s hand and resting her elbows on the table in front of her so she could hold her hands where her forehead felll to her palms in sadness. “I fucked up, didn’t I? I shouldn’t have asked you to sit down with us. Good ole Jess, making the executive dumbass decisions.”
there was a definite awkwardness in the air. i could only assume it was a good share coming from all of them, which drove him to the point of wanting to get out of the situation a lot more quickly – and yet he was still standing there in place hanging onto every word jess said to him. tilting his head forward with an arched brow, he could’ve swore it looked like a date setting. “ no? huh. “ looking at the guy’s expression, knowing something had to be unsaid. “ i mean, shit – if i’m not imposing, i could have them bring my bowl over here? “ charlie said before pulling up a spare chair to the table.
“No, not at all, you wouldn’t be imposing. Right Jim -- James?” Shit. For a small second, she did feel slightly guilty, seeing the look of clear and utter disappointment on James’s face. But he seemed to bounce back pretty quickly, leaning over to speak to Charlie in a voice low enough to where Jess couldn’t hear him.
“...Actually, man, I’m kind of trying to get it in, so if you don’t mind?” He made a nodding gesture with his head, to Jess’s dismay. What was he saying? She didn’t want anyone to go, she knew that much.
“What are you guys talking about over there?” Furrowing her brow, she nonchalantly grabbed Charlie’s hand under the table. What a mess.
charlie had suspected jess was dating people – he just didn’t know it was while they were trying to patch things up. in all honesty it stung, no matter how hard he tried to cover it up. “ oh uh. “ watching her pull the lettuce out of his hair, he offered a grin to hide the blush rushing to his cheeks. “ thanks, i had a spill – i guess you probably saw. “ he gestured behind him. not really paying attention to the guy sitting across from her until he offered his hand out, charlie shook it – a little too roughly with a tight grip. “ james. nice to meet you. – yeah, yeah. i called it in, but i think they’re still working on it. you two on a date or something? “ he wondered before dropping james’s hand.
“Yeah, that I did.” Smiling while she let her eyes linger on him, for the better part of a split second it was almost like she forgot about everyone else’s existence entirely. In that moment, she just wanted to be there with Charlie, but life wasn’t that forgiving, and soon enough she was brought back down to reality by the sight of Charlie sticking his hand out to meet James’ handshake. What a terrible, terrible day this was shaping up to be. With the look on her date’s face that clearly implied he was about to speak, and she assumed, to confirm Charlie’s theory, she quickly spoke over him. “ -- No, no, nothing like that, we’re just grabbing dinner, same as you. You wanna sit with us?” Jess said, eyes shining up at him with a little too much hope in them. She could tell James was staring at her, dumbfounded and indignant, but she couldn’t quite bring herself to care. God, what was wrong with her?
while charlie was doing his best to hurry the process of cleaning everything he’d knocked over, he couldn’t help but lift his head curiously. maybe jess hadn’t even noticed him – and if that was the case, he could grab his food like no big deal. of course upon lifting his head he soon realized she was looking back at him. shit. he had to go over now, it was too awkward on his part not to. carefully dusting himself off as he stood up straight, he cleared his throat as he placed his hands on their table. “ you kids having a good time? “
Johnny -- no, Jim --- fuck, what was this guy’s name? --- her date, who online had referred to himself as Buster (that should’ve been a red flag, honestly) was now exchanging looks between her and Charlie, seemingly offended he’d been both ignored and cut off. His eyes seemed expectant, like he was waiting for an explanation, or an introduction, but she could give neither. “Hey, Charlie. You, uh. Got some...” reaching for Charlie’s hair, she pulled out a piece of lettuce and flicked it onto her tray. “There ya go. Uh, yeah, Charlie, this is...” wincing, she willed desperately for a name to appear in her mind so she wouldn’t have to say my friend. Luckily, good ole Buster was reliably egotistical and insisted on introducing himself with a handshake. “...James.” He nodded, and Jess felt her cheeks flare up. “Yeah, James. And James, this is Charlie. You here to grab a burrito bowl to go or something?” Back when they were dating, this used to be one of their favorite places to grab takeout. It was close to campus, but not so close that they ate there too much out of convenience and got sick of the place. And the food was pretty good, too.
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on a whim charlie decided to grab some food that wasn’t delivery and while he’d usually make someone tag along, he felt like taking it back to his room and binging on some netflix before dealing with homework. of course while instead the establishment he hadn’t been prepared to hear jess’s voice from the other side of the room. about to walk over to say hi, he was stopped in his tracks realizing the scene was almost as if she was on a date. turning around on his heel to go the other direction, he hadn’t seen the woman behind him with a tray, only causing a scene, apologizing quietly as he tried to pick up the woman’s food. “ shit, i didn’t even see you. “ he murmured to the woman, thinking to himself that he might just forget grabbing his food at the front and making a run for it.
Being subjected to the long list of some pseudo-intellectual hipster’s self-important accomplishments hadn’t been at the top of her list that day, but it was to her understanding that it was impossible to tell the true personality of nearly everyone she went out with just from their tinder account. Only in this setting did they really reveal themselves, most of them usually having some sort of glaring flaw, like a lack of concern for their own debt-mongering or a weirdly close relationship with their sister. First dates, to put it shortly, were the worst. But it was something to do, and something to keep her mind off of... someone. Ironically, the very moment she reasoned that to herself, her attention was caught by a loud sounding ruckus at the other end of the restaurant, just out of earshot to hear exactly what was being said. But she saw that it was Charlie, and she knew he must’ve seen her. Instead of going over there or pretending like she hadn’t noticed him, though, she continued to stare, simply raising a brow. Jess vaguely heard her date saying something close to are you even listening, and at that moment (or any) quite frankly, she wasn’t.
“Normally, I hate complaining but honestly, I don’t think my back can go through another 5 seconds of wiping the floors. Can we guys take a little break?”
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“You had me at take a break, which, coincidentally was the last words in that sentence. Why did we get stuck with this again?”
“T minus 2 months for the best day of my life – of this year.”
“Is it your birthday or something?”
Have you ever been to a fortune teller? Because the Zeta haunted house will be featuring one for a whole week and you should totally come by and get a reading from her.
“Too bad I don’t need a fortune teller to tell me my life’s in the gutter.”
@justjess: do you ever get sick at a completely inconvenient time and then wonder what you did to God to deserve this pain
“I agree with you there. But I also have to admit most of them are really hot. And they are athletes – imagine the stamina in the bed.”
“That’s about the only area they’re useful in, it seems.”
“Absolutely right.” She agreed with a nod. “You will never know. I just don’t wanna get my hopes high you know?” She smiled, resting her head on her sister’s shoulder. Liz was going to miss this, that’s for sure. “Oh I know and I am not complaining about that. Exactly, you don’t need any excuse.” She laughed. “Imagine how much fun we’ll have together in NYC. Remember when mom and dad took us to NYC for 10 days and dragged us to Coney Island. Dad rode all the rides, I feel like we went there because of him, not because of us.” She recalled the memory with a smile.
“Oh, trust me, I understand. Music degrees don’t exactly stretch a long ways.” Jess smiled, hooking her arm through Liz’s elbow. “Maybe when I’m there I’ll get my start as a glorified subway performer,” she grinned. “Oh, we were totally there for him! I still remember getting sick on the tilt-a-whirl. Despite that, I think that’s still one of my favorite vacations to this day.”
"No, that can't be true. Because either you hate me, or you're the cruelest person I've ever met. Or the most careless. Or both. Maybe you never even loved me at all," she cried, falling over immediately in bed as soon as she was placed there, disorientedly landing herself with her head on Charlie's lap. "You know how I know? I found out you lied. That's why you didn't wanna tell me about your first time, isn't it? She's the only person you've ever cared about and she broke your heart so now you go around telling girls the same shit you told me. The same fucking goddamn bullshit. Tell me something, do you take all your stupid girlfriends to family weddings? God, I bet you've been to that cutesy small town a thousand times. Probably fucked me in the same bed and breakfast as every other sorry girl who's had the misfortune of falling for you, you under-involved self-absorbed prick." Sobbing now, she couldn't bring herself to look at him. "And I know I didn't mean shit to you, no matter what you say. I should've known. I should've known that time in my bed wasn't the first time. Maybe I blocked out the signs or something to keep me from killing myself, but they were there. You never loved me. I was never enough for you. I'm never gonna be enough for you. Please. Please. Just let me go."
"There's still a pretty good chance it was a dude trying to prank someone."
"Consider yourself dragt," she smiled, starting to play with his hair. "So much. I'd do anything in the world for you," Jess admitted honestly.
