Little reminder | Jackie and Shane
Now, Shane's little studio apartment wasn't the best thing in the world, but it did sound like it wasn't falling apart like Jackie's was, and there would definitely be no elderly sex noises to turn them off (or more disturbingly turn them on, but that wasn't as likely) so he just sent him his address, asking him to come over. Stretching his arms above his head, he sighed and looked around the place, wondering how his place always needed cleaning just before someone came over, but he'd thrown his pizza containers and other food items away and stuffed his clothes haphazardly in a dresser, and now it was looking okay. It was a pretty tiny place, with just one room, really, in a large U shape, the bathroom being the only part with a door, and the 'bedroom' with his bed, dresser, and lacrosse/skating shit strewn about on one side of the bathroom, affording him any necessary privacy if he was entertaining someone on the other side where his kitchen and little living room area was. All he had to do now was wait for Jackie to show up.