Roxy awoke to the sound of her phone ringing. She opened her eyes slowly, and scowled as the light from the sun hit her face. She sat up groggily, and reached down for her phone, which had been discarded on the floor from last night's events. She groaned when she couldn't find it. She stood up, and rubbed her eyes. When she found her phone next to her stuffed cat plush, Sir Frigglepaws (Paws for short), that Dirk had made her for her birthday when they first met each other. She held Paws as she answered the phone, not looking at caller ID. "Mph hullo?" she muttered sleepily.

"Rox."

Roxy's breath hitched. "Strider," she grumbled. She went over to her laptop, and set Paws on the desk. She opened her laptop and checked the time. She groaned. "God, Strider, it's seven in the morning. What do you fucking need?" Her head throbbed from drinking a whole bottle of wine the previous night.

"You didn't answer my messages," he stated, "from last night."

Roxy sighed. "So?" she mumbled, tightening the pink bow around Paws' neck with one hand. "I was tired. I had ta' feed Frigg, then I went to bed. What's wrong with that?"

"Because you went online, and then went idle."

Roxy mumbled a curse. 'Dammit.' She sighed. "Look, Strider, I have a lotta shit to do, alright? I can't talk to ya all day." 'You probably have plans with Jake, anyweh.'

"Well fine. I have plans with English at eight, so I better leave."

Roxy sadly smiled. 'I knew it.' "Bye Strider."

"Rox—"

She hung up.

Roxy held the phone in her hands, and shuddered out a breath. She closed her eyes, and bit her lip. "God dammit," she whispered. Her grip tightened on the phone, and she slammed it on the desk.

Upon hearing his owner being awake, Frigglish bounded into the room happily, and purred happily, jumping onto the computer chair, then onto the desk. He hissed when he saw Paws sitting next to the cracked wine bottle. Frigg was never really fond of Paws. He probably saw the toy as a threat or challenge for Roxy's love.

Roxy sighed and petted Frigglish, who in turn, mewed happily. She picked up Paws and discarded him on the bed, where he lay abandoned. She walked out of her room, and headed downstairs.

Frigglish followed Roxy, but not before sending Paws a triumphant glance, as if saying, "Haha, I win!"

Roxy slumped into the kitchen, and filled up Frigglish's food bowl. Frigglish began to eat his food excitedly.

Roxy rubbed her eyes, and went back up to her room. She sat down at her computer desk, and logged onto Pesterchum, where she had a new message from Jane.

gutsyGumshoe began pestering tipsyGnostalgic

GG: Lalonde, can I talk to you?

GG: I could really use a good talk.

GG: You know what I'm going through and I would just appreciate it if I could meet up with you somewhere.

GG: Reply once you get these messages, please. :B

Roxy saw that Jane was still on and quickly typed up a reply, not even bothering about correcting grammar and spelling mistakes.

TG: pft okaey

TG: we can met up

GG: Good lord, please tell me you aren't drunk.

GG: Lalonde, it is 7 in the morning.

GG: How can you get drunk this fast?

TG: lmoa no

TG: im jus not worrying about slelping mistakes. Im not durnk

TG: *spelling

TG: but I do haeva handover

GG: Handover?

TG: *hangover lol

GG: How much did you drink last night?

Roxy sighed, and looked down at her feet. She knew that if Jane figured out how much she had drunk, then Jane would probably yell at her. Well, most likely chastise. Jane didn't like her unhealthy drink addiction.

GG: Lalonde, how much did you drink?

TG: just a bit

GG: Tell the truth.

TG: a full bottle of wine

GG: Roxy!

TG: im srory!

GG: That's not good for you, Lalonde!

TG: i know… can we just not talk bout it

GG: Fine. Where do you want to meet up?

TG: I want pancakes :3

GG: IHOP?

TG: give me an hour

GG: See you then.

gutsyGumshoe ceased pestering tipsyGnostalgic

Within an hour, Roxy was showered, dressed, and sober enough to have a serious discussion with Jane. She had her phone in the back pocket of her jean shorts, and wore the friendship bracelet that Jane gave her for Christmas last year. It was blue, and had the words 'BFFsies 4Evers' embroidered on it.

Roxy waited outside for Jane to pick her up. She could just easily drive her car there, but at that moment, she didn't feel like driving. So she had asked Jane to pick her up, and Jane happily obliged.

When Jane's car pulled up, Roxy stood up, and ran toward the car. She got into the passenger seat, and buckled in. Then Jane continued to drive.

It was silent the first few minutes, until Roxy broke the ice. "So what do you need to talk about?" she asked, picking at a loose thread of her pink t-shirt.

Jane sighed. "Last night," she replied.

Roxy stiffened.

"Let's wait till we get to the restaurant," Jane mumbled.

Roxy nodded, and did not speak the rest of the trip there.

When they were both seated and had ordered, Jane sat back in the booth. "It hit me hard," she mumbled, looking at her glass of water. "I mean, Jake has had many girlfriends, but this one just hit me harder than most have."

Roxy looked down at the table. "It hurts more and more each time," she mumbled. "Because I know that he could never come to love me."

Jane frowned. "He could—"

"He's fuckin' gay, Janey," she hissed lowly.

Jane winced and sighed. "But you never know…"

"Neither can you."

Jane put her head in her hands. "Jake's different. He's clueless. At least Dirk knows you love him."

"No he doesn't."

Jane looked up. "What?"

"He doesn't know I love him."

"B-But I thought—"

Roxy sighed, and set her forehead on the table. "He knows I have a crush on him. Or had from what he thinks. Instead of telling him the truth, I said that I don't have a crush on him anymore. Which is basically true. Because it's more than that. He doesn't know I love him. And he will never."

Jane gaped at her. "Oh, Roxy. I'm so sorry."

She shrugged. "Let's go back to Jake."

"But—"

"I don't want to talk about it, Janey. Please."

Jane sighed.

"Just tell me what's wrong."

"It's Jake," she sighed. "He's so clueless. I try to get him to realize my feelings to him. And… And I even hint to him, but he doesn't even realize it. He's so oblivious to the signs! It just frustrates me to no end and…" She wiped away a tear. "I was planning on telling him soon, but now that he's with Dirk… I just can't. I can't hurt him or Dirk like that."

Roxy's heart softened for her friend. She scooted out of her side of the booth, and sat next to Jane, putting her arm around her. "Shh… It's okay, Janey."

"But it's just not fair!" Jane mumbled.

"Love isn't fair. I know."

"It sucks. Love does."

"I know, Janey. I know."