Blog Love Omega Glee: Moving In, Moving Out (13 October 2012)

"Well, he didn't say anything to me about it." Francine says, setting down her cup of coffee at Purgatory, "Let's go outside. I need a smoke."

"I thought you quit," Jake says, munching on one of Eve's yummy muffins.

"Don't start."

"It's freezing."

"You're starting," Francine says, saying the words in a melody whose tune drops off a cliff.

She gathers up her coffee and purse, "Plus it's not freezing. It's just, um, brisk."

Jake sighs and follows her out the back door onto the deserted patio. He knows that he has to pick his battles if he wants to win the war, and if he has to shiver for a few minutes in order to cozy up to Francine's nice warm naked body all winter, then he'll do it .

Francine settles in at a table and lights up, "It's not so much I'm against you moving in. I'm just surprised that Donald didn't mention anything to me first. He's usually so polite. He has been acting really strangely lately. Even Masani commented on it."

She blows out some smoke, "Where are you going to live anyway? The only vacant room is his grandmother's old room and he keeps that like a shrine. Is he just going to have you store your stuff in the basement and assume you'll sleep with me?"

"I don't know. He didn't say."

The back door opens. Blonde-haired Chris comes out, walks past Francine and Jake, nods, and goes to the far corner of the patio, near a goofy-looking metal sculpture that somewhat resembles a catfish on a bicycle, and screams loudly.

Francine gets up, "Are you all right?"

Chris comes over and pulls up a seat, "Yeah, sorry about that guys. I just had to process some frustration, and this seemed the best spot to do so."

"What's up?" Francine says.

"Oh, Chris and I are fighting with our landlord again. I told you I had my car stolen, right?"

Francine nods.

"Well, that was the last straw as far as the apartment is concerned. You know we've had a lot of problems with it, right?"

Jake nods.

"Well, we're supposed to be month to month, but when I sent in our 30-day notice, the landlord said we were breaking the lease and he was going to charge us the rest of the rent if we moved out. I just got off the phone with him yet again and he's claiming he never told us we were month to month. He did, of course, but we didn't get it in writing."

"So what are you going to do?" Jake asks.

"I don't know. I don't know. Say, isn't it kind of cold to be hanging out on the patio?"

Jake looks at Francine, who looks away and stubs her cigarette out.

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