NOTES: Basically MoJo being stupid
Disclaimer: Jonathan Larson owns RENT, but Sal shares his b-day!
I knocked on the door.
No answer.
I knocked again.
No answer.
The door swung open as a guy was standing there looking at me.
"Can I help you?" he asked me. I looked at him.
"Who the hell are you?" I suddenly asked him.
"Maureen! Come here!" I heard Joanne yelled. The guy stepped aside and I came in. Joanne was sitting on the floor of her apartment and had a number of books propped opened. I looked at the guy and then back at Joanne.
"Hey baby," I greeted her. I kissed her forehead and sat down beside her.
"Oh, Maureen I think you've met Jay before," Joanne said to me. I looked up at Jay, recognizing the blond hair. He worked with Joanne and I met him one time before.
"Yeah, I remember him."
"I was just helping him out with a case. But, seeing that you're here and that it's seven, it is time for Jay to head out."
Jay started packing his stuff up and left us alone.
I threw Joanne against the carpet floor and laid right on top of her. I tenderly kissed her and moved my hands up underneath her shirt. I kissed her passionately.
"Wow, what was that?" she asked me.
"I haven't kissed you in two days."
Joanne cocked an eyebrow at me. "Two days, really?"
I nodded. "You had that case with the Chinese people…."
Joanne put her finger to my lips, silencing me. "Please, don't remind me." Joanne then rolled over on top of me and kissed me back. But much more fiercely. "Let's just make up for the two days we've been apart."