"Really?" She placed her hands on her hips as she took in her once immaculate kitchen.
Her roommate just grinned at her. "I'll clean it up I promise."
"Famous last words Just." She knew he meant well, his mess making was just part of his charm.
"You know you are happy I'm home. Plus I made you lunch." He pulled a plate which contained a grilled cheese from the microwave.
"Gimme." She snatched the plate out of his hands and moaned as she took a bite out of the cheesey goodness. "You sure know the way to a woman's heart."
"Yea too bad I don't have the right equipment for you then ha?" He cocked a brow.
"If you were a woman I'd marry you." Ali remarked back.
The truth was Ali was bisexual but tended to date women more. She had been with guys when she was younger but simply preferred women. Which made living with a straight man perfect, they were each other's wingmen.
Justin and Ali had been friends ever since before he started with the WWE. They had met when he was a struggling Indy wrestler. She had been looking for a roomie and had taken pity on him. They had been living together for the past nine years. Sure by that point in time they both could afford their own places but they liked how they lived and neither of them wanted to change it.
"So how long are you home for this time Just?" Part of her hated that he spent so much time on the road, he was her best friend after all.
"You have me all to yourself for three whole days."
"Oh really what's the occasion?" She wasn't going to complain because three days was the longest she had seen him since he had returned to the road the year before after a very nasty shoulder injury.
He leaned against the counter. "Nothing just took some time off."
She cupped his face with her hands. "It's good to have you back Just." The she kissed the tip of his nose. "Now clean up the mess you made in my kitchen."
"What are you doing?" Justin asked plopping himself down next to her on their couch.
"Working." Ali was a graphic artist, a very good one at that. "Which reminds me I have a few samples for the new layout for your website."
"Always taking such great care of me." He let her work for a few more minutes before getting bored and deciding it would be fun to see how long he could poke her in the side before she got mad and punched him. He got to five before she socked him in the arm.
"Don't you have something better to do?" She asked before shutting her laptop.
"You haven't seen me for how long and now you don't even want me around?" He placed his hand over his heart and feigned hurt.
"I haven't seen you in a month and a half and I do want you around but not when I'm working. I'll make a deal with ya. You keep yourself entertained for an hour so I can finish my work and then after that we can order Chinese and watch bad cable."
"Foods here Bay." At hearing his nickname for her she smiled. Nobody else was allowed to call her it because it was his name for her and it never sounded as good when someone else said it as it did when it came from his lips.
"Did you remember the sesame chicken this time?" She asked him grinning.
"Hey it was not my fault that last time they accidentally gave away our order and forgot the chicken when they had to remake the food." He justified.
"Well it should have never have happened in the first place." She remarked before handing him the rice.
He took no offense to her criticism because that is just what happened when you lived with someone for as long as they had.
"Well you have it this time right?"
"Yes." She stuck her tongue out at him.
"Very mature Bay." He gave her a smile.
"I'm glad you're home Just. Really I am."