Toby stood up from the bed a little too quickly and Justine wondered what was wrong.
"Everything okay, Tobes?" She asked, concerned.
"Just peachy, JJ," He replied, rather forcefully. "Breakfast?"
"Um... Sure? What you making?" She sat up in the bed, still trying to read his emotions from the back of his head.
"Whatever you like, JJ," He responded, his good mood returning slightly. He ruffled her hair and walked out of the room to the kitchen, where he began clattering loudly with pots and pans. Ten minutes later he re-entered the room, carrying a tray laden with toast, bacon and of course, coffee. She gasped delightedly as he sat back down on the bed with their breakfast.
"Wow, Toby, who knew you could cook!" She teased, grabbing a slice of toast and taking a bite. He shrugged modestly, watching her out of the corner of his eye as she helped herself.
"Oh my God!" He exclaimed suddenly, causing Justine to drop a strip of bacon into her lap.
"What!" She choked, her eyes watering.
"We have that audition today..." He said, realising he had perhaps been a little too dramatic. She stared at him.
"And was that worth making me almost DIE choking on bacon!" She giggled, waving a piece in front of his face pointedly.
"Well..." He coughed and took the bacon from her. She glanced at the clock on the table.
"We'd probably better get going if we're gonna stop off at my apartment first. I need a change of clothes," She looked down at the grey sweats and crumpled pink Tobuscus shirt she was wearing. They definitely looked slept in. "Besides, I can't be seen leaving your house wearing the same clothes as yesterday. The audiences will think we spent the night together..."
"Which we did," Toby pointed out, but she raised an eyebrow at him. "Okay, I see what you mean..." He muttered. "We'll leave as soon as you're finished your breakfast," He smiled at her and got out of the bed to get dressed, grabbing a change of clothes and proceeding to the bathroom.
Another half hour passed before they were finally ready to leave. Toby insisted that his hair looked funny and refused to step out of the door until it was fixed.
"Toby, it looks fine!" Justine yelled from the car exasperatedly as she waited for him to get in.
"Yeah, well you wouldn't know, would you? You always look great," He pouted.
"Even right now?" She pointed to her creased, baggy t-shirt and unwashed hair and struck a pose.
"I'd say you were looking particularly hothothothothot today, JJ," He replied, winking at her. She blushed slightly and looked away as he ran his hand through his hair once more and checked his reflection in the wing mirror. He sighed and gave up, jumping into the convertible the "cool way" - with the door closed. He mis-timed the jump however, and caught his foot on the handle. He ended up sprawled across the front two seats of the car, his upper half squashing Justine, who laughed hysterically. Toby sat up, trying to rewind time and erase himself from the embarrassing situation he had just put himself in.
"No big deal," He coughed. "I totally meant to do that... Yup, it's all part of the plan..."
Justine eventually calmed herself down enough to tell him that he wasn't to be embarrassed and that she'd barely noticed at all, but he knew she was lying to make him feel better. He didn't speak for a while but stared straight ahead at the road, occasionally muttering insults at himself under his breath.
"Toby, just forget about it! It wasn't that bad!" Justine told him, rubbing his arm soothingly.
"It's not just that..." He said. "I just always seem to do embarrassing things, especially around... Well, around you," He refused to look in her direction, worried she might see the blush that was creeping up his neck. She did, but didn't mention it, not wanting to upset him even more.
"Tobes, I do embarrassing things all the time, it's just a part of life,"
He snorted. "At least you can look reasonably dignified while doing them, while I can barely walk down the street without making a fool of myself!" His voice was slightly raised now as he got more and more annoyed.
"Toby, sweetie, that's not true. You don't make a fool of yourself." She said seriously. "Where's all this coming from, anyway? What happened to the confident, outgoing, slightly ADD man I woke up next to this morning?"
"He disappeared when my hair went funny and I FAILED at getting in the car," He said, smacking his head off the steering wheel. Justine sighed.
"You're STILL on about that? Toby, I'll be honest, the car thing was pretty bad-" He looked offended and almost interrupted, but she cut him off. "-pretty bad for a normal person. You, however, manage to make it look awesome, and you should know by now that I don't care about you embarrassing yourself. It's one of the things that makes you such a great guy, you're not afraid to act the fool," She ruffled his hair affectionately and he smiled, feeling a little better. "As for your hair, I think it looks pretty dang sexy all the time,"