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Lola Kissinger was bored. It had been two weeks since she had finished filming for the Suck it and See music video and she was currently out of work. Consequently, most of her days were spent either job-hunting, going on day trips, doing the big shop for her and Elowen, or staying in and watching Netflix. Not that this was a problem, but Lola was itching to leave the house: desperate to go somewhere, do something.
The vast majority of Lola's current day had been spent in an interview for Andrex toilet paper (which she wasn't particularly interested in, although she had enjoyed played with the Golden Labrador puppies), followed by a stop at the Asda to buy the week's groceries. She was currently in the lift to her apartment and upon seeing on her phone that it was already 9 o'clock, she sighed at her waste of a day. She was sick of her lifestyle of nothingness, balancing unemployment and jobs she had no interest in.
The lift chimed and Lola exited the sliding metal doors, only to find a most horrific sight stood in front of her door. Jack Denver. Her ex-boyfriend and all-around dickhead, cheating scumbag.
That couldn't be a good omen.
It had been about half a year since Lola had last seen him. What the hell was he doing here, now? The nauseating sight of him almost made her drop her shopping bags in shock. Jack smirked; Lola scowled.
"Why the hell are you in my apartment block?" she hissed.
He shrugged nonchalantly, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Not much. I just thought I'd check up on you. See how your life's going." He eyed her up and down. "You're getting back pretty late and you look an absolute state, so I'd say your life's going pretty shit. Unemployed again, are you? I always told you to get a real job."
Lola narrowed her eyes. "How about you get a real life, rather than just stalking your ex-girlfriend? Unless you came back because you want me to kick you in the balls again, I suggest you leave."
"I just wanted to see how you're doing. Is that so bad?" Jack laughed, but there was nothing pleasant in it. "Besides, you can't kick me out of the building. If I want to stand in this corridor all night, I will."
"Fine!" Lola spat. "But if at some point tonight, I maybe come out with a knife and it just happens to slice your dick off, just know you only have yourself to blame."
Entering her apartment, she slammed the door behind her, making sure to lock and bolt it. She looked through the peephole and sure enough, Jack was still there. She hoped desperately that El would come back soon. In fact, she should have been back already.
Removing her phone from her pocket, Lola switched it on. A notification at the top informed her that she had one new message. It was from just the girl she had been wanting to hear from.
