When Ryan was finished showering, he concidered climbing out the bathroom door, but his keys were sitting on the coffee table. He muttered a well-known obscenity to himself as he saw his crisply ironed dork duds lying with his keys on top.
"You are going to look for a job, right?" Shana prodded.
"Uh, could I get a girl in that?" He quipped, pointing at his work-search clothes.
"Well, if you don't get a job in two days, you can do whatever you want, whenever you want," Shana warned.
Too bad Ryan was such a dope, he didn't catch her drift and spent the next two days at one of his friend's house, before getting hungry enough to deal with Shana's stinky attitude again!
When he drug his lazy butt through the door that evening with the same clothes on though now severly crumpled, Shana felt like a missle fixing to tear a hole through the roof.
"I guess you didn't get a job," A soured tone invited a familiar pain in the middle of Ryan's drunken head.
"Why should I with the suwheet offer that you made me?" He said as he fell down on the couch, kicking his gangly legs up on the coffee table.
"Whatever," She said with pure disbelief and retired in her room.
Later that same evening, after Ryan had crashed out in his normal spot--the couch, even though he had his own room, Shana began to pack....
More to come!!! Bare with me, I've had a splitting head ache all day...and nothin's helpin'!~SpaceCase
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