Why Me?

[darth_wells]

As if my life weren't difficult enough, Johnathan's freaky girlfriend is over.
All I wanted was a peaceful night hanging out with my roommate discussing the latest developments in the world of comics. For example the current writer of astonishing x-men.  Maybe a game of D&D
Do I get that?
no.
Johnathan isn't even home and here I am making camomile

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[_superstar_]

Jonathan pulls his car into the parking lot of their apartment building, breaking into a full-fledged grin when he sees Amy's car, fingers drumming on the steering wheel, in time to the Huey Lewis tune playing on his car radio. He stays in the car long enough for the song to end, and steps out, a little bounce in his step, snagging the bag of sci-fi novels from Barnes and Noble.

Jonathan opens the door of the apartment, and pokes his head in, grinning at his girlfriend, as he rummages in the bag, tossing the newest Star Trek: New Frontier novel onto Andrew's beanbag chair.

Do I smell stir-fry?

[darth_wells]

"Indeed you do, my errant roomy." I call from the kitchen. huzza! I'm rescued. Amy wouldn't curse me infront of Jonathan. At least I don't think she would.
"I made tea." and I'm going to have a big cup to calm my nerves.
What?
Amy is scary.

[_superstar_]

"I picked up a book for you, Andrew," I yell in the direction of the kitchen, kissing Amy's cheek.

[_notjustagirl_]

Cheek kiss? I don't think so. I smooch my boy on the lips; if Andrew catches us, so what?

"I thought you'd never get here," I mutter.