NOTES: A sequel of sorts to the previous chapter (Under the Influence). This is...Jimmy being Jimmy. And showing that when he said he was waiting until morning to be mad, he wasn't being cute. He was serious.
PROMPT: A65 – Revenge/B92 – Winners and Losers
RATING: T – language, mentions of sex and drugs
CHARACTERS: Jimmy and Johnny
Revenge
Initially, what woke Johnny up was the mattress shifting when Jimmy got up from his space by the wall and stepped over him. He didn't really want to be awake at all, so he took advantage of his roommate's leaving the mattress by rolling over, stretching, and burying himself in his pillow.
THWACK!
"Fuck!" Johnny flipped over, sitting up and smacking his back into the wall. His eyes opened to find Jimmy standing over him with his own pillow, looking smug in that very Jimmy way. "What…the fuck…"
"That's for last night, bitch."
"Look…" Johnny grumbled, "I can deal with you eating all my food, I can deal with you using my hotplate to melt the dope, I can even deal with you using my bed for your random sex adventures when I'm out of the house...you'd think you could deal with me inconveniencing your sleep pattern…or whatever…" He stood up, rubbing his still cloudy eyes. Jimmy took advantage of this.
THWACK!
Jimmy stormed into the bathroom in annoyed triumph, leaving Johnny curled on the mattress with his hands between his legs.
"Going…to kill you…"
Jimmy's hand stuck out of the doorway, middle finger defiantly outstretched.