He was working all day. He didn't get up from his chair. He was not answering calls, not opening his front door, not letting light get in the room. So his loving girlfriend decided to surprise him with food.
She went by his trailer wearing a leather pink skirt and a white crop top. She had let her hair straight, down and had her converse and a natural makeup look.
She gently knocked on the door, she knew that he wouldn't answer, but it worth the try. She then got in and walked to his bedroom. She gently knocked on the door but she still hadn't his attention. She went close to him and rubbed gently his shoulders. He turned around and realised it was her.
-Betty! Hi.
He said turning again to his desk continuing to write.
-Hey Juggie.
She said smiling.
-I brought you food. I know that the last days haven't been great for you. With the writing and I thought I could do some company.
-Yeah, yeah. Right.
He said not looking at her.
-Are you even listening to me?
She asked sitting on the edge of his bed.
-Yeah yeah.
-Am I ugly?
-Yeah yeah...wait no baby. I...look I'm a little off these days. I love you and I want some conpany. Your company. I'm just....
-A little stressed?
She asked massaging his shoulders and whispering to his ear.
-Yes. Not just a little though.
-Wr can fix that.
She said smirking.
-Betty not now.
He said pusshing her getnly away from him. She sat on the edge of his bed and took her phone. She started scrolling on instagram. She didn't have anything to do. She turned around, looking at the room that was very messy. She started cleaning it up.
-Hey hey hey. What are you doing?
He said getting up and taking a shirt from her hands.
-Cleaning your room.
She said chuckling nervously.
-I don't want to. It was okay.
-It was messy. I was just trying to help.
-Don't. Just don't .
-Fine.
She sat back on the bed and took a sip of her milkshake she had beside her. She then got up and went to the doorway.
-Betty?
She heard his voice from his bedroom.
-What?
She asked mad.
-Where are you going?
-Home. I've got nothing to do here. I want to help and you tell me to not. I want to hang out with you and you are busy with your writing. I just want some company. I want to have fun. With you.
She said with tears in her eyes. He went close to her and wiped them and then pulled her in for a tight hug.
-I'm sorry. Do you want to go back in and help me? Please don't go.
-Yeah. Why not?
She said sarcastically. He grabbed her waist and pulled her with him in the bedroom. He sat down on the chair and she standed there for some minutes.
-Why are you standing? Come. Sit on my lap while I'm working.
-Are you sure Jug?
-Yeah. You can help me with my novel too.
She sat on his lap and finished his novel he was writing. They then ate the food, they had forgotten and spent their afternoon watching tv and cuddling.
