Inexperienced | JENLISA

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The sound of Sir Licks-a-Lot's sandpapery tongue echoed through the walls of my office as I watched him prop his leg up like a gymnast and go to town on his mini kitty balls. His favorite spot to clean himself in my office was on the top of my filing cabinet, where he could be spotted from around the office, and today, once again, he was taking advantage of the office view.

Occasionally, he would pull his head away from his crotch and shake his head, as if his cat balls got stuck on his tongue, but then he would just go back to licking. It was like he was giving himself oral, just like Bear; it was uncomfortable and odd to be around.

I tried shooing him away, so I didn't have to hear his scratchy tongue cause an obnoxious friction against his private bits, but all he did was flip me off with his toes. Coincidence that his middle toe stuck up further? I think not, the little bastard knew what he was doing.

It's been two days since I talked to Lisa. She hasn't been around the apartment, and neither have I, to be honest. I've put in some extra time the past two days at work just to avoid her. Now that it was Wednesday, I was starting to get stir crazy from avoiding the apartment.

Yesterday, when I got home, Jisoo tried talking to me, but I faked a headache and went straight to bed, avoiding dinner and any reason as to why I needed to go into the common spaces. I even brushed my teeth in my room with a bottle of water and spit out my window, not the classiest of options, but the moment I heard Lisa's voice in the common space, I swore not to step foot outside my room.

To say going to bed with Lisa was a mistake would be an understatement. It was probably the most colossal mistake I would ever make in my lifetime, because to my dismay, after just a couple of days, I saw that Lisa was already looking for a new apartment, after seeing a listing tucked under her computer that was lying on the kitchen counter.

Not only did I put distance between us, but I practically put her out of her own home. Well, it was both of our doing, I guess. I couldn't take the blame for everything that happened. She was the one who persuaded me, and kept being all handsy and...perfect.

Damn.

I missed her. Why did things have to take a turn to Crapville?

I replayed the moment after I checked the message on my phone over and over in my head, trying to figure out where we went wrong. Was she mad about Atticus calling? Because, after I hung up my phone, her entire mood changed. The loving Lisa who was once holding me and loving me turned into an angry woman, full of nasty comments and hatred.

The misrepresentation of my best friend sent me to tears after I went back to my room. I still couldn't believe the way she talked to me, the way she looked at me.

A knock on my office door shook me out of my thoughts. Chahee was on the other side, and letting herself in.

"Hey, Jennie. I feel like I haven't talked to you in forever."

"How was your little mini vacation?" I asked, knowing she and Drew went on a little long weekend vacay up to New England.

"It was so beautiful up there, but I'm all fudged out. You wouldn't believe the number of specialty fudge shops up in the area. Every little town had their own fudge, and do you know who just needed to test every single one of them?"

"Drew?" I asked, clearly knowing the answer.

"Yes, it was a little obnoxious after the seventh stop, but the man needed to try every unique flavor he came across."

"What was your favorite? There must have been one that caught your eye."

"Neapolitan. It seems simple, but believe me, after testing flavors like Oreo, Maple Walnut, and S'mores, Neapolitan was the superior winner. The strawberry flavor just hit you, you know? Very smooth."