“No problem,” he said. “I’ll see you ladies around.”
He walked off toward the exit and out into the night. Angela took another swig of her beer.
“So how are things between you and Genesis these days, anyway?” Jackie asked.
“Good,” Angela replied. “She’s been a little busy lately, but we’re still as close as ever.”
“Nice,” Jackie said. “When I first laid eyes on you, I was convinced you’d be running for the hills within a week. ‘There’s no way this girl can handle Gen,’ I said to myself. ‘She’s too nice.’”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence,” Angela said.
“But you proved me wrong,” Jackie said. “And she actually changed for you. I never in a million years expected that to happen.”
“And now that I’ve ‘fixed’ her, you want her back, right?” Angela asked with a smirk.
“Oh hell no,” Jackie said. “Me and her, we were like baking soda and vinegar. Awesome chemical reaction, but such a mess. I’m just glad she’s found someone more… stable. Turns out it was just what she needed.”
“It’s not as perfect as you make it sound,” Angela said. “She still has her ups and downs. Hell, so do I. It takes a lot of work sometimes, but it’s totally worth it.”
“See, that’s my problem right there,” Jackie said. “I’m far too lazy to put that much effort into anything but my music. I just can’t keep up.”
“It’s true,” Greta said. “You should have seen the state of her apartment before I moved in. Filthy.”
“Hey, I tidied up before you arrived,” Jackie said. “At least, I started to, but then I thought of this kickass riff and I ended up writing songs all morning.”
Angela chuckled and said, “I see what you mean.”
Her phone rang in her pocket. Genesis was calling.
“Hey, babe,” Angela said. “What’s up?”
“Not much, just getting off work,” Genesis replied. “Want to come over?”