"Careful.." Tig said as I was poking the a Janga playing piece out from the middle. It was almost out when he exclaimed. "Don't mess up!" I jumped a bit and it almost knocked over but it didn't tip.

"HA!" I said pointing and laughing at him. "In your face, Trager."

"It's not over yet." he said, pushing one piece from the bottom out and putting it at the top. Damn, that was almost too smooth. "It's not over till the fat lady sings."

We were so bored that I actually pulled out Janga we played every card game in the book and I didn't have all the parts to Clue so Janga it was. He came over just to hang out. I don't know why he wasn't getting anything, not like the pussy he could get at that SAMCRO party which by the way Tracy decided to go to. I wondered how she was holding up. He didn't want to do Janga, or play cards but I pretty much forced him into since there wasn't anything good on tv. Around two o'clock in the morning I was painting my toenails. Perfect color red.

I noticed him staring at my toes. I put them on his chest and said "Blow on the please?" I asked in my sweet voice. He must've had a foot fetish because he grabbed my foot and blew. Just when the mood was right like Lady and the Tramp munching on spaghetti I hear a flapping coming from my room. I turned around, and I froze. "What was that?" he asked.

How am I suppose to know? Does it say psychic on my forehead? "Don't know." I said. We both walked to my room, and then we saw something flap in our faces. It was creepy looking, weird, and had vicious teeth. Oh shit!

"Bat!" I screamed running away, Tig following behind me. "Shit!" I screamed. Rodents pretty much scared me. Especially bats. "Kill it!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

"Alright, alright." He said trying to calm me down. That goddamn bat was flying around erratically. "Want me to shoot it?" he asked.

"Are you kidding me?!" I exclaimed. "You can't be shooting a gun in this neighborhood! Just kill it!" He grabbed one of the pipes that was in my apartment that the other tennants had left. I never gotten around to throwing it away. He was waiting to get a clear shot, but the bat never came close enough. The bat must've decided to actually murder us because he went lunging at me. I went running for my life when I heard a crunch, bang and something fly hitting my wall. I instinctly closed my eyes, and waited for some sort of sign to open them. "Okay it's dead." I heard him say. I opened my eyes and the bat was lying in a crumped pile next to my couch. Tig had hit it so hard it landed all the way across the other side of the room. What did I say to my savior? Think of the first thing anyone could say to someone who had just saved their life from a bloodraged Jack the Ripper bat?

Thank you?

You're a real friend?

Here's a hug?

Nope.

"Eww." I said, frowning. "Can't believe you touched that." Wow, I need to work on my Damsel in distress act.

"Did you want me to let it bite you?"

"No."

"Alright then!" he said, pushing his hair back. "So do yourself a favor and say thank you." I sighed and got on my tippy toes and kissed his cheek. "Thank you." I said. He shook his head like he wasn't sure if I was being sincre but I was. But I wasn't going to tell him. He had to figure out the difference for himself.

So then there was the task of how to get rid of the body. He threw the pipe and the dead bat into a trash bag and threw it out there for the garbage men to pick up. Except I realized they didn't come and pick that shit up until Monday. Today was Saturday. It was going to smell so bad but there was nothing we could do so we ignored that small fact. I was cleaning up the mess that the corpse left. I was scrubbing the walls and the floor when he noticed something. "You have a nice ass." he said.

That took me off guard for a second. "I know." I said. "It's a shame you might never have it."

"Don't say never. It could happen."

"You'll have to do more than play Janga to even think about it."

"Ha." he said. Don't get cocky Mr. Trager. Remember who exactly you're talking to. "We'll see."

"Yeah we'll see alright." I said, scrubbing the last of the bat goo on my wall.

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