semi-automatic ; j.d

fifty eight ; the roomate dilemma

jfc josh thoSE SHORTS

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as soon as she gets back to her apartment after taking her business communications final, mia goes to her room with a bottle of wine.

"how'd it go?" asks jenna. she's sitting at the foot of mia's bed.

mia shakes her head slowly. "pretty fucking shitty. i contemplated slamming my head against the table until reaching unconsciousness about ten times."

"that bad, huh?"

"yeah, kinda," she mumbles in response and rolls over so that her face is buried into her pillow.

jenna picks up the almost empty bottle of wine and tsks. "did you drink this by yourself?"

"no, my imaginary friend helped me."

"i hate you," giggles the blonde while shaking her head at mia's inability to not make a sarcastic remark to pretty much everything. "oh, before i forget, we gotta talk about rent."

mia picks her head up to frown at jenna. she may not be sober, but she definitely remembers the pain in her bank account from rent. "but we paid it last week i thought?"

"yeah, i know," she replies and waves off that part with her hand. "i mean like rent for next month."

"next month as in june? why do we have to worry about that now?"

jenna looks around the room with fake innocence, like she's avoiding something. "well...we don't have to worry about it."

it then hits mia that jenna is talking about the fact that the wedding is in less than a month, and also in less than a month she'll be moving out.

"oh." she says this quietly while nodding her head. being cursed with the terrible habit of procrastination means that mia has literally been putting this off until the very last second. which, based on the conversation, is now. "right. you're moving out."

jenna gives her a sad smile. "yeah. did you figure out what you're gonna do yet?"

HA no. "i'm still working it out," she says, which technically isn't really a lie. but it sounds less pathetic then 'i'm literally a hopeless mess'.

"oh, okay. well did you think about finding another roommate or something?"

"jenna, let's be realistic here."

"i'm serious!" insists the blonde.

mia gives her the trademark roll of the eyes. "there's no way i'm gonna find someone to put up with me the way you do. that's just logistics."

jenna's ocean blue eyes widen, and it's the sort of face you make when you think of a really good idea. "hey, what about josh? why don't you guys just move in together?"

"don't you think it'd be kinda soon?" asks mia with hesitancy, not because she doesn't want to ( let's be real, who
wouldn't want to live with josh dun? ) but because she's not sure if it would work out.

the blonde girl shrugs her shoulders as if saying not really. "you need a roommate, don't you?"

"this is true."

"then ask josh!" jenna says with a warm smile.

"ugh, fine, i'll do it," mia reaches for her phone and somehow manages to remember the passcode before opening up the messages app and texting josh.