availability / @jacklynchh
location / the pour house
timeline / saturday, september 14th, 2024 at 10:41 pm.
so this was what it was like to be public enemy number one! persona non grata! tefi, deluded as some people claimed she was, didn’t think she’d come out of this foster-and-phoebe situation unscathed. she was on borrowed time, living on phoebe’s best friend’s couch. this was their hometown, not hers (thank god), so it made sense that people in the know wouldn’t like her. if they even had in the first place. she knew going into her revenge scheme that she wouldn’t be innocent, and no one was going to have sympathy for the homewrecking bitch. though, technically, wouldn’t phoebe be the homewrecker, even if tefi and foster didn’t love each other anymore? whatever, no one was going to see that way, and she’d just look like an even bigger bitch if she tried to claim otherwise.
not everyone hated her, though. or, not everyone hated her because of what happened at the waterway diner last week. she had made enemies in blue harbor just by being herself, and there was one such enemy at the pour house that night. tefi enjoyed bothering jack lynch ever since they shared an ill-fated one night stand months ago. his negative reactions to her were hilarious, in her opinion, and any reaction was better than no reaction, she had learned at a young age. that was all she got from her parents since she turned twelve: blank faces and irritated sighs. as long as jack was telling her to fuck off, that meant he was talking to her. sidling up to jack at the bar, tefi flashed a bright, provoking smile. “heeeeey, bestie! what're you drinking tonight? got room for one more?”