Mara came in through the back door and hollard out “Mj my love, I got a surprise for you” Mj smiled, “Oh yea” she hollered behind her as she set to placing out drink menus and coasters, “not that anyone used them really” Mj thought, but the owner insisted they be there so she did it every shift. “I'm glad you're here, we so need a closing night. Some funky shit happened to me today and you're never gonna believe it” Mj called out to Mara as she got closer.
“What the fuck are you doing “ Mj laughed as she grabbed Mara’s wrists to move her hands from her face. “No not yet, it's a surprise” Mara almost squealed with excitement .“What’s a surprise” Mj asked,“Mara was a strange girl but this was a little outside the box, even for her” Mj thought.
After a few hours everyone had kind of come to the conclusion they had enough to drink and it was getting late, Mj broke the silence of grumbled talks of not wanting to go home yet. “Well, I had lots of fun Mara, thanks for introducing me to your friends but it’s probably time to call it a night.'' Mj picked up the remaining empty bottles and tossed them in the trash before opening the back door and waiting for everyone to start shuffling out. “Hay” Tanner said in a whining voice “we are your friends now too” Mj laughed and shook her head “great! I'm not so sure that's a good thing”. Sam shoved Tanner out the door and put h
Dante looked around the familiar apartment and could still smell his scent there. He looked out at the balcony while she went to the small kitchen and started the coffee. Dante walked up to her window and put his hand against it. “You should have curtains on this window,” he said. “Why?” Mj said from behind him. Dante huffed “Well what if a perv looks in your window” the words bit him like a whip, “he was talking about himself” he thought.
“What the fuck Dante” Sam said as she turned the SUV around and headed toward the house they were staying in at the edge of town. “You asked us to pick you up over 4 hours ago we have been sitting here forever” she fumed. “Sorry” was all Dante managed to say in a distant voice, staring up at Mj’s apartment window as they drove away.
“What the fuck did I drink last night,” Mj thought as she sat up in her bed. Her head was absolutely killing her and she could have sworn that Dante had walked her home and they spent most of the early hours of the morning sleeping in eachothers arms, she even remembered him covering her with his jacket before leaving through the window. She laughed out loud to herself thinking how ridiculous that thought was. “What a vivid imagination” she thought, “first of all there is no jacket here so obviously that didn't happen, and you live on the 3rd floor Mj, what did he do jump?” Her groggy thoughts were snapped back to current events when she heard
Mj started to hum out of habit as she finished mopping and began to wipe down the tables and chairs so they could close Lou’s down for the night. “It was so odd to have help around that wasn't Lou” Mj thought as she continued cleaning up. “Not once today did she step foot in the back and it was kinda nice, but also terrifying because she wasn't sure what state it would be in, But that was really Lou’s problem anyway” she thought “he was the one who asked these adorable hooligans to come help out and she was honestly glad he did” she thought smiling to herself. Mj didn't know why Lou had been hiding such a lively group, they were de
“What is it with you and cryptid creatures,” Sam inquired to Mj as they pulled out of the parking lot and onto the road. Sam flipped the headlights on and the cab became suddenly dark. Mj was thankful for it, the dark made her a little more comfortable and her childhood wasn't exactly something she enjoyed talking about. “Oh it's nothing really” Mj laughed nervously, “I just read a lot as a kid and the library had a very strange limited selection.”
Mj walked out of the closet and stood in front of the mirror hanging on the outside of the door. The sweat pants were a little big so they hung low on her hips and that was perfectly fine, but the shirt Sam had given her was almost too small. It fit Mj like a second skin, the top consisted of two small strings holding it up causing the top of Mj’s chest to sit on show like ripe fruit waiting to be plucked. Mj wrapped her arms around herself when