Impractical Girls /I.J/

Chapter Seven

Q's Point Of View:

"What's happened Sal?!" Joe asks once we reach his room and opened the door fast. He lay on the floor his phone in his hands and tears running down his red face.

"Sal? Talk to us." I say. He rolls onto his stomach.

"Ko and I, are getting married." He cried out, then showed us his phone.

@Kotatoes: Its official guys, @SalVulcano and I are getting married and he's buying me food. Love you bae

"Oh my god! Let's start planning it!" Murr exclaims as he jumped up and down.

"Guys I can't breathe, I'm so happy she tweeted back. SHE SAID SHE LOVES ME."

"I'm so happy for you." I say with a smile but he just kind of looks at me. I felt my heart break again, like it did earlier when he told me I stole his job.

Sal got off the floor wiping his teary face and smiled. I was so jealous of him right now, I wish Sierra would tweet me something like that.

Sal and the guys were fanboying, but I decided just to walk away. I headed back to the living room and plopped myself on the couch, then went on my phone.

I retweeted Ko's and Sal's tweet, and scrolled through my news feed. Nothing new really, I already favorited all the girls tweets today and did a bunch of replies.

"Hey buddy, whatcha doing?" Joe asks as he sits beside me and puts his leg over mine. Benjamin decided to join us and sat on my lap.

I shrugged for a reply to Joe and pet Ben.

"C'mon talk to me."

"Just what Sal said earlier about me taking his job, I really would never do that. All I did was post an ad on craigslist about looking for jobs and they called me for an interview. I would never steal his job, he's my best friend."

"I know you didn't mean it, but you know, Sal is just having a hard time finding his own job. Maybe just talk to him a little bit. I'll grab Murr and we can go out and buy some dinner."

"Okay..." I trail off looking down at my cat. He looks up at me and purrs as I stroke his neck.

"Murray!" Joe yells.

"What?!"

"Were buying dinner, c'mon!" Joe grabs his keys and slips on his shoes. Murr skips down the hall humming a random melody and threw his shoes on. They left quickly.
I grab my laptop off the coffee table and went on a job site. I was going to see if I could help Sal out a bit.

"Construction.." I say to myself as I scrolled along the ad. I wrote the number down and continued on.

After getting about eight numbers, I decided to call them.

"Good afternoon, this is Amanda at Deseree Construction and Roofing; how may I help you?"

"Hi my name is Brian Quinn, and I saw your ad on a job site, and I was wondering if you still have any available positions?"