Jupiter is coming over. I let him. He’s sad and needs comfort. And probably in need of some unsolicited advice that I’d be giving  to help him fix his relationship with his ass boyfriend.I hurriedly looked for my hair dryer and changed into a much prettier t-shirt. He’d be here in ten minutes! Will I be able to put a proper make up by that time-I froze when I realized what I’m doing. What was that? What the hell am I doing?When my eyes landed on the new shirt I was wearing, I frowned in my reflection because I knew damn well I only use this shirt whenever I’m going out. I sat weakly at the edge of my bed, speechless and stunned at my own actions.I awkwardly laughed and saw my cat turned to me with curious eyes.“Of course, Jupiter is coming over! He’s a guest! And it’s normal to want to look good in front of a guest! This is totally fine!” I kept convincing myself as I pro

 “We broke up,” he announced the moment he sat on my couch. And although I was hoping for that to happen because Eugene was obviously an ass, I didn’t like the gloom and sadness flashing in his eyes because of the breakup. What the actual fuck? He actually cheated? And to make it worse, it’s because of a woman. I stared at Jupiter who’s now sobbing after the third can. He was sprawled on my living room floor while Katy Perry was blasting on the speaker. Gee, I really hope my neighbors aren’t hearing all these. Using a woman to cheat on him would surely make a deeper bruise on his ego. And I’m afraid he’ll be so insecure about it… I was sad… but I did my best to laugh out loud along the music to make the atmosphere lighter. Jupiter wiped his wet face and cracked up too. He pushed to his feet and grabbed me

(Remains on the female lead’s point of view) I was shaking in anger and fear while dragging myself back inside my apartment. Eugene was long gone but I remained there on my door step for God knows how long. I threw myself on the couch, breathing hard as I couldn’t believe what just happened. Did that asshole really came here to send an indirect threat? He's mad and obsessed! He needs help! Pickle hopped on the couch and snuggled to me, purring so loud. My chest was moving up and down so I run my fingers along her shiny fur, trying to calm myself down. When I’m sure I’m finally okay, I got up from the couch and run to my bedroom to look for my phone. I called Jupiter but even after the third missed call, nobody was picking up! I began panicking because of it. He’s not usually taking too long to answer! Did something bad happened? I couldn’t thin

 Pickle snuggled up to me as soon as I threw myself on the soft mattress of that small bedroom Jupiter have lend to me. And although it was tiny, we fit perfectly and it felt safer than ever.I stretched for a bit before circling my arm around the clingy cat. The bed was bigger and fluffier so I was more comfortable to move around without worrying I’d fall off the bed.I promised to cook for our breakfast so I woke up and shower early. But what I didn’t expect is Jupiter would wake up earlier than I so everything was done and prepared the moment I stepped on the kitchen floor. I frowned at him, arms crossed together as I sauntered closely towards the kitchen island.Jupiter smirked as soon as I was seated on the bar stool across him. “I thought you’d cook for us?”I shrugged before sipping on the black mug containing a newly prepared chocolate drink. “What time do you wake up? I didn’t know you’

 I couldn’t recall a time when Tatiana won against me. Well, maybe I do… but those are very rare, forgettable, and petty fights. Did she think I would let her get into my nerves this time? I scoffed and read all of her angry messages to me - which all of them were left on seen to make her angrier.Now it’s fair… we’re both the internet’s laughing stock and clown for the day. Netizens have mix and divided opinion about our sides after reposted the photo. Some sided with me, but most remained firm about their view that I am a two-faced liar. I understand, since of course, Tatiana was able to present a receipt. It’s just that they don’t know the story behind the shot and I am not in the mood to retell and explain myself anymore.I am more than happy that I was able to fire back at my cousin and make her fume…I sighed, smirking, before the stashing my phone back inside the drawer so I can resume