#ftf:juniper

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DATE & TIME:  13 July.

LOCATION: Juniper’s apartment

OPEN TO: Juniper Weston @junihq

Gail had her feet propped up on the coffee table while she slouched on the love seat. Since she left the office, (and she only went in because she hated staying at her own apartment, it was way too quiet) Gail had taken permanent resident at her cousin’s new apartment. It was a shame that the unshaven beast wasn’t there because she could use a good emotional punching bag. She’s been stewing about what happened the last few days since she left C-- that asshole’s place. He doesn’t deserve a name, not after the way he treated her. Gail had been mindlessly watchingThe Real Housewives of Beverly Hills since she got there, not that she actually paid any attention, but watching those brainless tits yelling at each other for stupid things was almost therapeutic. She was still engrossed in her own thoughts when Juni plopped down loudly next to her and pushed her feet off of the coffee table and shut off the TV.

“Hey! I was watching that!”

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junihq‌:

“Yeah, well, it’s my apartment,” she said, adjusting one of the pillows that had fallen off the couch. “And please, don’t put your feet up on the table Gail. I’ve had this table since I was 20, and I’d really like to keep it in good condition for as long as I can. Besides, don’t you have your best friend’s apartment to raid or you know, your own?” 

Begrudgingly, Gail tucked her legs under her and crossed her arms to show exactly how unhappy she is with Juni. “Nat’s apartment has no food and it’s too close to that creep of a doorman.” She completely ignore the fact that Juniper was talking about Connor rather than Natalie. But to be fair, she considers Natalie to be her best friend, not Connor. “I’m... having the place aired out for bugs. One of the neighbors had some cockroaches and I’m not going back until I know for sure it’s bug free.” She told a boldfaced lie. There was no such thing about bugs in her neighbor’s apartment, she just didn’t want to go home because it’s too quiet and bleak -- everything that reminds her exactly how lonely she is, even in this new city. “Aren’t you supposed to be happy that I’m spending time with you?? Why is it starting to feel like you’re trying to kick me out? Do you have a hot date? Are you finally banging the caveman?”