Notes: Enjoy some texting fluff. I love this chapter. ❤
CHAPTER SIX
The night had been… fun, actually. Alex had been a good wingwoman, and Maddie had been extraordinary in bed, which meant Jonas woke up with a slight headache in a more than pleasing way. Once they've sorted out her walk of shame (which isn't too far, they both live nearby) and he's programmed her number into his phone from the napkin (she was a nice girl, he isn't going to pass that up), Jonas gets around to making himself breakfast. It's mostly just scrambled eggs and toast, but it's enough for him. He's swiping through his phone again, checking schedules for clients and the Kanaloa, before looking back over his contacts. Alex is still the most recent one, and he's only just added her.
Well. She had been the one to help him out…
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When Alex wakes up at noon, her phone has a text. Unknown number, but the message makes it clear. She brightens immediately, 'cause hey; she has his number now, so score. Admittedly, something she's going to have to watch out for when drunk, 'cause she is very easily tempted (it has become habit to delete someone's contact info the second they stop seeing each other, otherwise make up sex happens when she never wanted to make up and… yeah).
818-5891
)Nice job 'wingwomaning' there, Al.)
)Hope you didn't die after I left.)
(Surviving and thriving, angel. xx(
(Funny story- Mick (the blonde) thought you were my ex(
(Extra funny cause my exes would probably be barred from the club, lol(
She swipes into Craigslist, checking the recent wanted listings for gigs. Monday Monday. Just a four hour shift tonight, and in the meantime… making ends meet.
Hot Jonas
)Jesus.)
)Well, I'm definitely not your ex, but who have you been fucking to get them barred from a place that's only been here for a year?)
)At best.)
(Ha, not here.(
(Bar in Eugene. Ex got weird, kinda creepery, got blacklisted(
(Fun times amirite?(
)I would NOT call that a fun time AT ALL, but sure. We'll go with that.)
)Think I've only had one creepy ex in my lifetime, and I've stayed far, far away from her.)
(I...(
(Yeah, no.(
(Bad history with choice-making.(
(I make bad decisions.(
(You probably already know this. Heh.(
)You make some bad decisions.)
)I've made terrible decisions. Just learned from them over time.)
)Even if it took me forever and a day.)
(First off: liar.(
(You are a literal angel who has never done anything wrong ever in his life.(
(You brought a drunk girl home and bought her groceries.(
(People don't do that. Angels do that.(
Alex hesitates, but it's too late. She pressed send as soon as she wrote it. Impulsive, as per usual.
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Jonas rolls his eyes just a bit at her message, though it makes him smile. His mom would've thought it was hilarious.
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Hot Jonas
)You should've seen me in highschool. I wasn't exactly the same person I am now.)
)Therefore meaning: I was a total douche and did some stupid shit.)
)As far as the buying you groceries thing, that was because you didn't have any other food in the house and you were probably going to die of malnutrition.)
(LOL okay you being a douche sounds both unbelievable and hilarious(
(Also okay but(
(Wtf did you do with my ramen(
(Cause like… my ramen? I eat it? It is done in 5 minutes and has the vague taste of protein?(
)The vague taste of protein.)
)I am going to get you to buy groceries on a regular basis if it's the last thing I do.)
)Should be behind the olive oil and flour, look hard enough and I'm sure you'll find it.)
Alex grins, and hops out of bed to do just that, electric kettle already boiling.
Hot Jonas
(I'm gonna sit here eating ramen just to spite you(
(Also, I would buy groceries if I knew how to cook(
((maybe)(
(But the best I've got is sticking marinara on spaghetti.(
(Honestly how have I survived so long lmao(
She's joking, but… But also kinda not. It's a serious anxiety of hers. The whole adulting thing all over again.
Hot Jonas
)I can just teach you how to cook?)
)My mom taught me like, years ago. Just kind of kept with it.)
)Besides, it's a fun past time. Especially when you have the sudden urge to eat cake and actually know how to bake it.)
That's…
Okay, another tally in the 'angel' column. Also, a serious problem for Alex hits-on-anything-that-moves Strickland. This is a recipe for disaster. She is a disaster bisexual.
Hot Jonas
(I can't tell if you're joking or not(
(But on the off chance that you're not(
(Sure(
)I jest not.)
)No but seriously, if you need to know how to make something, just shoot me a message. I'd be happy to help.)
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Jonas is already washing up dishes, though he can't help but to shake his head at her. Clearly, she doesn't have it all together, but she's still better than she gives herself credit for. Alex isn't a drug addict (as far as he's aware), and she isn't committing crime to get by; she's just doing it a little differently than most people. Easy.
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This is just… not a thing that happens. Not to her.
Hot Jonas
(...if this is you trying to get back into my apartment, I swear you don't have to try that hard.(
[-Like-I-said,-you're-kinda-crazy-hot-]
(You have a standing invitation(
(Speaking of which, how'd it go with lil miss dimples?(
)I.)
)Am not required to tell you that.)
(Not required(
(But like let's be honest, you kinda want to don't you?(
(I mean, I deserve some kind of credit, right? Pimping you out?(
Alex's noodles are just about done, and she's grinning at her phone.
Hot Jonas
)You did NOT pimp me out.)
)You offered her a drink on my tab, totally different.)
)And it was…)
)Let's just call it a well used night.)
(My boy out here sinning, love it(
(Imma make you lose those wings, buddy(
)Thought you said it wouldn't cost me them?)
)What was it, a morally sound choice?)
She rolls her eyes, spinning noodles onto a fork 'cause that's definitely the right way to eat a soup, Alex.
Hot Jonas
(Look(
Okay, yeah, she doesn't really have a response for that.
Hot Jonas
(Stop being witty.(
(You're making yourself too appealing again(
That should shut him up.
Hot Jonas
)You were the one calling me Hot Jonas not two days ago.)
)Just saying.)
(I call it like I see it, Hot Jonas(
(Not gonna hear any denials from me on that point(
(Objectively I am correct(
)Objectively you're also the one who has electric blue hair and tried to sweet talk me for free drinks.)
)But I'm not denying something that's true.)
)Somewhat.)
Her fork taps against the side of the bowl, eyes narrowed at her screen.
Hot Jonas
(Can't tell if compliment or insult(
(I'm gonna take it as a compliment, cause I am stunningly gorgeous(
(Particularly when plastered.(
)Also the one who got much enjoyment over me slinging you around like a sack of potatoes.)
)That a kink or something now?)
Alex snorts into her breakfast. Lunch? Meal.
Hot Jonas
(Angel, you don't even know.(
.
Oh dear lord he's going to regret he ever said that, isn't he?
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Hot Jonas
)Good God woman.)
(Aww, you're so adorable.(
(By all means, if you want to hoist me over your shoulder again I'm not gonna complain.(
(Might crack up, but not gonna complain.(
)If I ever do that again it'll be because you're hammered or you lost both of your legs.)
)Or broke them, or something.)
)I dunno. Just isn't often I have to 'hoist' someone.)
(Brb, running into traffic.(
)I'm gonna guess that's a joke but if it isn't I'm not paying your hospital bills.)
)Though I will be VERY concerned.)
(Doctor, it was all to be *hoisted*(
(I JUST WANNA BE HOISTED, DOCTOR(
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Jonas doesn't respond for a little while, but it's mostly because he's been reduced to a laughing mess in the general area of his kitchen.
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Hot Jonas
)Oh my God.)
)Oh. My GOD.)
)I will HOIST you, FINE.)
(I am dying(
(I am literally dying right now(
(RIP me(
Alex is practically choking, takes a second to breathe, before typing and sending before she can regret it, 'cause she's laughing way too hard.
Hot Jonas
(Hoist me daddy *(
Death. Literal death. Choking on ramen.
Hot Jonas
)NEVER CALL ME THAT AGAIN.)
(Yessir.(
(Right away your holiness.(
(Never again, master I promise(
(Grovel grovel(
)I'm going to shoot you.)
)I am.)
)Actually going to shoot you, Alex.)
)Jesus fucking Christ.)
)And I just burned my fingers for that, ow.)
(The price of blaspheming against your lord, buddo(
(Those wings, I'm almost sorry for you(
(It's what you get from hanging around me I guess(
)So what you're telling me.)
)Is that you are a demon, and I should be smiting you right now.)
)Huh.)
)Dunno what I expected.)
(Ooh, just makes it hotter.(
)I'm gonna block your number, oh my God.)
(Spoilsport.(
Alex sighs, 'cause a notification just came in and she's got a job to do.
Hot Jonas
(Later gator, gotta go make bank(
(Or rent, at least.(
(Hopefully.(
Notes: Honestly, I love their texting antics (there will be more later!), and I just wanted to share. Whaddya think? Did you also die laughing like we did while we wrote? xD