𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐲 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 & 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

Date night at my house? - Juice

"Look, Brad. Either pay or get out, dude. I don't have time for your bullshit." You explain once again, sounding awfully frustrated. Brad comes to Clear Passages all time and refuses to pay for his weed or whatever he ends up doing.

"Is she allowed to talk to me like that?" Brad asks one of the part owners of the store, Chris. Who you had to call in there because Brad is being a douchebag, as usual.

"She's the part owner's girl. She can talk to you however she wants." Chris tells Brad. Brad scoffs and throws a handful of money down on the counter. He then stomps out of the store.

You shake your head at his behavior and grab the money. You open up the cash register next and toss the money inside.

You rub your head, frustrated. You just want to go home.

Suddenly, your phone dings signalling someone has messaged you. You grab your phone from your pocket and look down at it, curious to see who texted you.

You smile once you see that it's from Juice!

"Date night at my house?!" It reads, you smile bigger. He's so sweet, you think.

Text him back saying "Yes!" And then begin counting down the hours until you're off work. You're already so excited!

Clock finally strikes six, signalling that your shift is finally over. You pack your shit up and leave Clear Passages. Ready to see Juice!

You pull into his driveway, park by his bike, and get out of your car. You stroll over to his door and search for the key to his house. He gave you a spare key a while back because he trusts you with any and everything.

"Finally." You complain to yourself as you finally find his key. You unlock to door and walk inside, feeling rather excited. You love having dates with Juice. Sometimes you guys will go out to dinner and on other occasions you just chill at his house, watch movies, and get high.

"Apple juice!" You call out to him. You've begun calling him types of juice just to mess with him. It started out as you wanting to annoy him but he actually likes it when you call him that.

"In here!" He calls out from his kitchen. You walk through his clean house and into his kitchen. His house is always clean, always. His OCD makes him always want to organize shit, because if things aren't organized, it bothers him. Juice hears you walk into his kitchen and he turns around with a wide smile on his face. He's missed you!

"Hey, baby." He greets, happily as he embraces you in a tight hug.

"Hey." You reply, smiling. You lean out of the hug and continue talking to him.

"How was your day?" You ask him. This is a normal thing, of course. You always ask him how his day was and if it was bad, you'll let him talk about it. And you'll comfort him.

"Had some club shit to do, but it was pretty good. How was yours?" He replies, honestly. He tells you almost everything that goes on in the club. That's what you're supposed to do, Old Ladies are supposed to know pretty much everything. Gemma told him that if he didn't tell you, then the relationship would never work. Him obviously wanting your guy's relationship to work, he listened to the queen of SAMCRO. Funny enough, he told Gemma and Chibs about you first. They knew before anyone else did.

"Honestly, it was stressful." You answer him, remembering the shit Brad pulled this morning. With a name like Brad, you can't really expect anything less.

"Brad still giving you shit?" He asks, seriously.

"Yeah." You say, nodding your head.

"Do you need me to beat him up for you?" He asks, playfully. You laugh at him and he joins in.