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“So, you know these horror movies where the girl’s alone at home, in a really big house with a lot of rooms full of furniture and she’s like ‘Oh, my God, there’s something in the basement. I’ll just go downstairs, in the dark, in my underwear, unarmed, to look what’s going on…’ and you’re just like ‘What the fuck is wrong with you?!’ but it’s too late because she already got murdered…” said the girl with the long brown hair and big hazel eyes. She was sitting on the old, comfortable armchair opposite the sofa staring at the three residents of the loft who were looking for a new roommate. “Well, my story is kind of like that…”
Then she told the story of how two weeks prior she came home early from some further training and caught her boyfriend cheating on her.
“… and that’s my story. That’s why I need a new apartment but I digress, sorry, what was the question?”
The guy in the middle, the one with the chin-length black hair, Theon, raised an eyebrow. “Do you have any pets-“ he looked at the application form in front of him. “-Jeyne?”
Silence.
“You know what’s funny?” Jeyne asked with an amused chuckle instead of answering his question. “When I saw your ad on Grennslist, I actually thought you were women.”
“What? That’s ridiculous. Why would you think that?” The guy on Theon’s left side looked slightly offended. He sat up and pushed his brown curls out of his face.
“I don’t know, probably because of the words you used, like ‘sun-soaked’ and ‘beige-y’…”
Theon chuckled and pointed towards the one on his left side. “Loras wrote it.”
And if that had been some kind of keyword, said guy Loras began to take off his shirt and threw it carelessly on the floor. He casually leaned back, an almost overconfident smile on his face as he put his elbows on the back rest of the sofa. “What about this?” he pointed towards his well toned chest and stomach. “Is this ‘beige-y’, too?”
“What the hell are you doing?” Theon looked at him with a mixture of amusement and disbelief.
“This is LLL. Or simply, Triple-L.” Loras explained naturally.
“What?!” That was the first word the third guy on the sofa said since they had sat down there.
“Ladies love Loras…”
“Ladies love Loras?! Are you kidding me?! What’s wrong with you?” Theon shook his head and pointed towards the shelf next to the sofa. “Jar. Right now. And put your shirt back on…”
“Seriously?!” Loras asked with an annoyed undertone. “Seven hells.” He got up, fetched some money from the pocket of his jeans and put it into a jar labeled with ‘douche bag jar’. He caught his shirt from the floor next to the sofa and started to put it on again.
Jeyne got up from the armchair and walked around the living room. “I really like this place. There’s so much light in here. Ramsay hated light… It’s still hard to say his name…” she crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked down sadly.
“That’s okay. Gendry knows what you’re talking about.” Loras said, probably not in the most sympathetic way. “He got dumped, too.”
“Yeah, I got dumped. Myrcella dumped me, okay? I’m over it. It’s been over six months and I don’t know why we’re still talking about that?” Gendry, the not very talkative one, said and covered his eyes with both of his hands.
Jeyne continued walking through the living room, looking at the books and the other stuff in the book shelf, the pictures on the wall and other stuff. The guys even had a basketball hoop in their living room. She really liked that loft. The kitchen, dining room and living room were kind of one big room without any walls or doors. She walked into the kitchen area and stood behind the kitchen island.
“You know what? I want to live here.” she said and a smile spread on her sad face as Loras, Theon and Gendry followed her to stand on the opposite of the kitchen island.
“Well, I still have some questions.” Theon said as he leaned forward on his forearms, interlaced his fingers and looked at Jeyne. “No offense, you know, but we barely know you.”
“Yeah, no problem, I understand that. I’ll just say as it is… I’m kind of pretty emotional right now because of the breakup, so I’ll probably be watching ‘The notebook’ at least four or five times- a day… Uhm, what else?” she looked around the kitchen. “I’m an elementary school teacher, so I bring a lot of sweets and popsicles and stuff like that… Also, I like to sing to myself a lot…” and continued in a singsong. “A looooot.”
She looked to the side and crossed her arms in front of her chest again. “And I’m tired of living with my friend. She’s a model. All of her friends are models.”
“How soon can you move in?” Theon asked immediately.
“Greyjoy, slow down.” Gendry said and grabbed his arm.
“Okay, could you just give us a second?” Theon asked with a bright smile on his face. “I just got to talk to my boys.”
“We’re not your boys, Theon.” Loras said. “’Your boys’ is not a thing. Another word and you’ll put money into the jar, too.”
Theon looked tempted to continue with something like ‘my boys’ or ‘my bros’ or anything but kept his mouth shut. Jeyne looked after them as they disappeared in the hallway towards the other side of the loft. She knew that they wanted to talk in private and for a moment she remained in the kitchen area. She opened some of the cupboards and drawers and looked at the things inside.
Then she opened the refrigerator and was surprised, more or less. There were four shelves inside, one for each resident of the loft. Gendry’s was full with healthy food like fruit and vegetables, dairy goods. The shelf of Loras was practically empty except for some energy drinks and Theon’s contained several cans and bottles of beer and some liquor. The fourth one was empty.
She closed the door of the refrigerator but eventually her curiosity won. She followed the muffled voices to the bathroom. She pressed her ear against the door just in time to hear Theon say “… she’s in.”
“Woooooooo…” Jeyne let out a cry of joy as the door was opened and Theon, Loras and Gendry stood right behind it. “You won’t regret it…”
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A week later
Jeyne lay on the couch (again), watching ‘The notebook’ (again) but only for the second time this day and it was already afternoon. And she was crying again.
Theon sat at the kitchen island, eating one of the sandwiches Gendry had bought for them on his way home. Gendry stood next to him as Loras joined them a moment later. He grabbed his sandwich, started unpacking it as Jeyne let out a mix of shouting, sobbing and crying.
“I HATE YOU.” She punched one of the pillows. “I HATE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I HATE YOUUUU…”
Loras rolled his eyes and whispered “Theon, this is your fault. She’s been acting like this for a week now. Go and fix it.”
Theon chewed and swallowed and lay down his sandwich. “Okay, okay.” He wiped his hands and mouth clean with a napkin and walked over to the sofa. He sat down next to Jeyne who lay there curled up into a ball. “Hey. How are you doing?”
She sniffed. “I’m fine.” Obviously a lie.
“Well, sit up.” Theon said and put a hand on her shoulder comfortingly. “Come on.”
Jeyne rubbed her wet, swollen eyes and followed his order. She sat up and looked at him. Theon reached into his pocket and pulled out a tissue and handed it to Jeyne. She took it and dried her eyes and cheeks. “Thank you.”
“You know what? You need to get up from this sofa and stop watching ‘The notebook’.”
Jeyne sniffed again and for a short moment he thought that she would start to cry again. Theon looked down to see her hands fidgeting with the wet tissue.
“You know what? Gendry, Loras and I, we’ll take you out tonight. We’ll go to a bar or a club and I promise you, you’ll have a lot of fun so that you won’t even think about Randy.”
“Ramsay…”
“Yeah, whatever… What do you say?”
“That sounds good.” She mumbled and smiled thankfully at him, an honest smile, not some fake smile she would put on to feign happiness. “Thank you, Theon. I really appreciate that.”
He returned her smile, opened his arms to pull her into a tight hug. “You’ll be fine eventually.”
“Yeah.” They broke apart and she dried her eyes again. “Guys, would it be okay if my friend Sansa would join us?”
“Sansa? Is that the model friend?” Loras asked from the kitchen island. The words ‘model friend’ caught Gendry’s attention, too, and his head turned around towards Jeyne and Theon.
Jeyne’s eyes wandered from Theon to Loras to Gendry, who all had a very excited expression on their face and couldn’t wait for her to answer. Ever since Jeyne had mentioned that her best friend was a model they had been waiting to be introduced to her. Jeyne nodded slowly which was replied by the whispered ‘Yes’.
A few hours later, the guys were already ready to go out, dressed and everything, as the long awaited knock on the door could finally be heard.
Jeyne, still not ready to go out, one strand of her hair curled up on a curling iron, still no makeup on her face or dressed properly, hurried to the door. Before she opened it she turned around to the guys sitting on the sofa. “Please do me one favor… Behave yourself.”
“What’s that supposed to mean? As if we didn’t know how to behave-“ Loras said.
“You know what I mean…” she raised an eyebrow and turned around to open the door. “Heeey, Sansa.”
Loras, Theon and Gendry got up from the couch in the same moment as a tall, beautiful woman walked in. Her long auburn hair fell down on her shoulders in soft waves. She was dressed in a dark blue dress which brought out her porcelain skin and river blue eyes.
“Close your mouths.” Jeyne hissed as she watched their reaction. “Sansa, that’s Theon, Gendry and Loras. Theon, Gendry and Loras, this is Sansa.” Then she turned around to return to her room. “I’ll just get ready, I’ll be back in ten minutes, fifteen at most. Sit down and just ignore them.” She added with a wink.
Sansa looked at the guys with a suspicious glance before she sat down on the armchair.
“So, you’re a model?” Gendry asked and leaned forward on his knees, casually holding a bottle of beer in his hand.
“Yeah.” Sansa said slowly. “Mostly print at the moment-“
“What is that?” Loras interrupted her. “Do you feel that too? It’s getting so hot in here…” And he started to take off his shirt.
“Please, Loras, don’t do it again.” Theon rolled his eyes.
Sansa looked at him unimpressed. “Please put your shirt back on, I’m not in the mood for a laugh.” She deadpanned.
Gendry and Theon chuckled as Loras sullenly grabbed his shirt, got up and left for the kitchen. “Anyone want another drink?” he murmured.
“Another beer.” Theon said without taking his eyes of Sansa.
“Yeah, me too.” Gendry agreed.
“A beer would be nice, thanks.” Sansa said.
Loras returned to the sofa with four beers, handed one to each one gathered there. They opened the bottles and took a sip. Then they sat there in silence and only some rumbling around from Jeyne’s room was heard.
“Listen.” Sansa finally said. “Jeyne is the greatest girl I know and we’ve been best friends since childhood… And if you let anything happen to her I’ll come here and crazy murder all of you. I’ve grown up with three brothers and a sister who’s almost like a boy, I know how to fight and stuff…”
She was interrupted by the sound of footsteps and Jeyne appeared in the living room. She, too, was dressed in a dark blue dress with matching high heels and bag, her curls casually pinned up and only a little makeup put on.
The guys and Sansa looked at her.
“What do you say? Can I go out like that?” she asked with a shy smile.
“Wow.” Theon was the first one to say something. “You look amazing.” He said with a smile.
“Thanks…” her smile got brighter. “So, are you guys ready to go out and have some fun?”