Shane awoke as usual. She stood up and stretched to the rays of L.A. sunshine. It was the fall so the trees in the front yard turned to brilliant maroons and golds. She trudged to the kitchen, still no sight of her roommate Ajax, who had moved in about a year after Jenny died.

She was five inches taller than Shane, had cropped black hair, and was slightly muscular. Her skin was olive, and she wore prescribed Ray-Bans. She wore very nice clothes, mostly suits or board shorts. Ajax also owned a motorcycle which she held in the corner of Jenny's old studio, now a garage.

Shane walked to the fridge and opened it up. Beer, almond milk, leftover spaghetti, along with some random fruits, and veggies were in there. She grabbed an orange, the carton of milk, and some celery. She backed out and walked to the table. She stooped over it and set everything down. Grabbed a plate, Shane placed the food down on the table. With her roommate still asleep, Shane didn't bother to grab the newspaper. She sat down, a film of slumber still in her eyes. Shane lazily crunched on the celery and drank from the carton of almond milk. A hand came across and took the carton from her. Shane looked up at Ajax and scoffed.

"Seriously?" She asked.

"Use a glass." Ajax answered taking a mug that read 'Born This Way' from the cabinet, and set it in front of Shane. "There."

"Thanks"

"No problemo," Ajax said pouring some into Shane's cup, and the rest into hers. "Hey Shane, where's the newspaper?"

"I didn't get it. Why don't you?"

"M'kay," Ajax said tauntingly. Walking out and turning their radio on to metal and emo music.

"Mmm, thanks Ajax. Love the emo music."

"What?" Ajax asked as she picked up the newspaper and headed back inside. "What's wrong with BVB? Or SlipKnot? Or even Marilyn Manson? What about Alice Cooper?"

"Black Veil Brides and Marilyn Manson. Not...who is this?"

"SlipKnot, Psychosocial."

"Yeah. Anyway, what's new in L.A.?"

"A club is opening up in a week, a-"

"What's the name of the club?"

"Uh, Leather Bear. A gay club."

"Hmph." Shane sighed walking over to turn off the loud music.

"Hey, not my SlipKnot."

"Fine." Shane walked to the couch and flopped on it.

"The Planet's in here. There's something about a lesbian bar, too."

"What's it called?"

"HIT. Owned by Kit Porter and Helena Peabody." Ajax said. "Hey isn't that the owner of The Planet?"

"Yeah."

"Ooh, la la. Il y a une belle fille. Dude look at this hottie." Ajax said pointing out a picture of the DJ for HIT. "Latina, black hair, and look at that body."

"Let me see," Shane whispered swiping the paper from Ajax's grip. The latina had nice hips, smooth skin with dabs of sweat on her cheeks and arms. Her hair was straight and dark brown. She had some blonde streaks. "I-I think I know her."

"Really? Wait why am I so surprised?"

"I'm gonna go see Kit."

"Hey, can I join. I've been looking for a job."

"Okay Metalhead."

"God," Ajax muttered laughing a little as she and Shane escaped to their rooms to change.

Ajax was the first to exit with a sheer plaid button up which, was undone to show a tight black tank top. She wore pale beige board shorts, and her helmet tucked under her left arm. Shane followed with a white wife beater, black fedora, black tight jeans, and 5 bracelets. They left out the back where Shane hopped on behind her roommate and they rode off through the warm morning.

They got to The Planet, where they spotted Kit serving a customer, wearing sunglasses inside of the establishment. They walked over to her and rapped on the counter. Kit looked up and greeted Shane then Ajax. She told an employee to cover for her. Kit pulled them over to an open table.

"Hey baby girl, how you doin'?" Kit asked with a big motherly smile.

"Great. So we have two questions for you." Shane asked sitting across from Kit.

"Ask away."

"First of all...Ajax you ask her."

"Oh, okay. Ms. Porter, do you have an opening for a bartender?" Ajax asked Kit nervously.

"Yeah, we do. Our last person dropped out yesterday, so you have perfect timing." Kit answered.

"Also...wait Ajax, I need to talk to Kit alone."

"Okay," Ajax answered getting up and grabbing her keys from her back pocket. "Won't take too long?"

"I promise."

"M'kay. See you later. Oh also thank you, Kit."

"No problem. Oh, and come by at 5, we'll show you the rings."

"Bye guys."

"Bye."

Once Ajax was gone, Kit asked, "Are you two?"

"NO, no. I don't fuck my roommates. Anyway, I wanted to ask you about your DJ. Is she Carmen?"

"Shane I-" Kit said disapprovingly.

"I was just wondering Kit."

"When you're here, don't bother talking to her. She gave me a strict request to not let you talk to her while she works."

"I was just wondering okay?"

"I just got her back. We just got her back"

"I know...I know. Whenever I think of her, I smile, frown, throw some things, then try not to cry. It was so fucked up what I did. I don't blame her for wanting that."

"Okay. Because she's a great DJ, and I don't want to lose her."

"Sorry I asked. Bye Kit, see you later."

"Bye Shane."

Shane waved and left, almost running into Alice and Tasha.

"Oh, hi Shane." Alice greeted. "Do you want to sit with us?"

"I have to leave soon."

"Okay. Hey Kit. Three coffees please." Alice called Kit.

"What is she, your servant?" Tasha coined in pecking her girlfriend on the lips.

"No, but she does work here."

"Fucking hell Alice." Shane murmured as she left to join Ajax. "Sorry, just had to ask her a few things."

"About that girl?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah, well you seemed very entranced by her, what's your story?" She asked turning around.

"We dated once and things turned into a fucked up mess. Other than that, there really isn't anything else I want to tell you."

"Okay, Mysterion."

Shane walked into HIT. She was getting cruised by every girl she passed as she meandered into the establishment. Shane got a drink almost instantly, having a girl already hitting on her. She spotted Ajax with three girls flirting with her when she got another drink. Shane looked around the room, spotting Carmen as the main appeal in the club. She just watched her, glancing up at the latina every few minutes. Shane stood up and started to mindlessly walk closer to her ex with the music blasting a remix of Let Me Love You and Somebody That I Used to Know. Carmen was dancing to the music, her hips swaying and flicking to the beat of the bass. She opened her eyes and spotted Shane. She frowned and closed them again acting as if she didn't see the woman who broke her heart. Carmen huffed and switched the song to an EDM version of Gangnam Style, and walked out from behind the turntable. Carmen hopped from the stage into the crowd. Shane cleared her throat and walked deeper into the grinding and kissing women. A blonde haired girl, who looked about twenty-four, started grinding up on Shane. She ignored the advance and walked on until she ran into Carmen spilling her drink onto herself.

"Awe Fuck." Shane cursed looking down at her black tank top that was now drenched in beer.

"Oh Shit. Sorry, Shane." Carmen yelled over the music.

"Hi, Carmen. You're the DJ here?"

"Yeah. The pay's pretty good, I can use almost any piece of music I want, and I get to do what I love the most."

"Good for you. Don't you have to work though?"

"Yeah, but this is a pre recorded song that lasts for about 15 minutes."

"Want to get a drink?"

"...umm...Sure. Yeah." Carmen said hesitantly.

"Okay. Watch out, it's a mosh pit."

"I'll be sure to watch my back." Carmen laughed following Shane closely.

As they walked to the bar, about four girls had decided to grind up on them. Carmen was chuckling the whole time because of two of the girls tried to pull Shane back. Shane and Carmen got to the counter where they found Ajax making a drink for a girl who was shamelessly flirting with her.

"Hey Ajax, this is-"

"Hey, Carmen." The younger woman interrupted, waving as she finished the drink.

"Hi, Jax." Carmen greeted warmly.

"You two know each other?" Shane inquired.

"Well yeah, I've been here for...ehh, 4 hours."

"Oh yeah."

"What shall I give you two pretty ladies?" She asked in a super fake voice.

"Two beers. Douce Equis, please."

"There you go. have a good night."

"How much is it?" Carmen asked pulling her wallet out of her bra.

"No, no, no. It's on the house."

"Oh, thanks Ajax."

"No problem, bro. Hey Shane, I get a break in a half an hour."

"Okay," Shane answered.

"Alright. Have a good night guys."

Shane walked with Carmen back into the sea of women so she could work again. As they neared the stage, Carmen turned around and gave Shane her number saying in a serious tone, "We need to talk."

Shane nodded and watched Carmen climb back on stage and start switching up records. She continued dancing to the music until she got a text from her roommate to meet her in the back alley, so she followed the request and found Ajax smoking out there.

"What, wanna make me cum in the dirty alley?" Shane joked.

Ajax held out her pack of cigarettes and waited for Shane to take one. She did and was tossed the lighter.

After a drag from her cigarette, Ajax asked, "What's your story?"

"I almost married her," Shane confessed. "I did a horrible thing and we never talked until now. I just never thought I'd see her again, and when I did, I thought maybe I had a chance to make things right, but I don't think it's possible. I guess I just thought that maybe time would heal the wound, but it never did." She sighed, a wisp of smoke escaping her lips. "You know, I thought you were gonna say something catty and make me laugh, but now you're really bumming me out, Jax."

"You just looked like you needed to talk about it."

"I did." She nodded stepping on the remains of her cigarette. "Thank you."

"No problem." Ajax nodded. "See you at home."