22 April 2012
Andy scoffed, standing in the middle of the room and refusing to start searching, "I doubt Juliet'd see it that way!" He shook his head at her, unable to believe that she wasn't repulsed by the idea of going through Ashley's dirty pants. Fair enough he probably hadn't worn them for long periods of time, but still! Who knows how long they had been sitting there without being washed.
Tokyo ignored Jake. If she didn't she would probably have burst out laughing. Instead, she put a hand on her forehead, rubbing her temples as she thought. "At the end of the day, if you're dating a good looking rockstar, you can't expect anything less than girls, or even guys for that matter, throwing themselves at him. It's part of the package. As for the phone thing, he's busy with his concerts, he's gonna be, and you gotta acount for timezone differences. I can't say for certain, seeing as I've only just met the dude, but he does care about you. The fact that he didn't just take Seph to bed the same way Ashley did with that stupid blonde bimbo a second ago, makes that at least a little clear. Just try phoning him now - he's not busy. And that I know for a fact."
WWRY (BVB Fanfic) 128. Seph To Bed • Opuss № I