Veda smirked and nodded. "It will. And uh, who might this 'friend' be?"
"A friend from college," Abby answered, eying the outfit. "Are you sure, Kendra?"
( I'm gonna say that Jazza just got home from work xD )
Jazza walked into the apartment, an angered expression on his face, and a soaked T-shirt, that stuck uncomfortably to his body.
Abby heard the door open and quickly looked out to see who it was. "Jazza? Oh my gosh, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm great." He growled voice full of sarcasm, stomping into his room to get a new shirt. He ripped the wet fabric from his body, and walked out, slipping on the much drier clothes, and plopping down on the couch.
"What happened?" Abby asked. She gave Veda and Kendra a be right back look and went to sit beside Jazza.
"Jazza…" she slid next to him, worried.
(Cam Tara's going to need your help soon……….Darren just asked her out.)
Jazza leaned back, crossing his arms in front of him.
"The new girl at work thought I was FLIRTING with her!" He exclaimed, throwing his arms in the air, "Just because I called her babe!"
He stood up, pacing back and forth in between the couch and the table.
"They tried to tell her I do that to everyone! She wouldn't listen, and then dumped her BOILING HOT COFFEE ALL OVER ME!" He yelled, his face turning red as he explained.
"So my boss told me to go home for today, so there goes another day I'm not getting paid!" He growled, suddenly feeling the need to punch something. He looked to Vivian for help as he struggled to calm himself, and steady his breathing.
Veda walked out of the room. "Jazza…" Veda hesitated. "It might be best if she just stayed out of this one….not mess everything up like she always did.
Abby looked unsure of what to say. She glanced at Vivian.
Kendra walked out of the bedroom, the outfit still in hand. "Coffee huh? I'll fight her if you want. nobody goes after my Jazza like that" She said laying the outfit on the back of a chair and sitting cross legged on the chair.
"Look, Jazza…" she swallowed. "That was very childish of her… and she should get fired. But you can't do anything about it right now, so…" Vivian trailed off, unsure of what else to do. Silently, she offered a hug.
Jazza stiffened, taking and took a minute to process what was happening. He calmed down, wrapping his arms around Vivian, and resting his forehead on her shoulder. He whispered a quiet 'thanks' to his best friend, giving her a small squeeze.
She smiled slightly in response, rubbing his back.
"You should take a shower," Vivian advised gently.
He chuckled a bit, letting her go.
"Yeah, probably a good idea." He said, quickly returning to his playful self, "But that's too much work!"
"Too much work?" Vivian crossed her arms. "How? It's taking a shower, not running laps."
"Yeah, but then i have to choose clean clothes, and then i have to get naked, and then I have to actually wash myself..and the-" He cut himself off, walking into his room and quickly grabbing his cologne, spraying it all over himself.
"Why do all that, If i can just spray some of this on?"
"…That works too, I suppose," she agreed, amused.
He smirked, quickly jumping onto the couch and grabbing his phone.
"What can I say? I'm a genius."
"I am 101% sure!" He said, pouting, "You doubting my intelligence?"
Vivian mocked an innocent and confused look. "No, of course not…"
"Yeah, just remember, I know where you sleep." He joked, sticking his tongue out at her.
She gasped. "You wouldn't. If you did, remember, I know where you sleep as well."
