#jw- thread

Jennifer turned to look at the person stood beside her, a smile forming on her face as the spontaneity. Without missing a beat she licked her lips. “That’s easy, Back to the Future, Christopher Lloyd remaining. What about you?”

Groaning in displeasure, Jennifer buried her head under her pillow, hoping she could at least get five more minutes of shut eye before she had to get up and out of bed.

Stepping through their front door, Jen headed straight for their bedroom, heels clicking loudly against the tiled floor.  She knew tonight was a bad idea, but he had been the one to insist on dinner with her childhood friend and ex-lover.  Pushing open the doors to their walk in closet she took a deep breath, huffing it out as she kicked off the patent shoes and moved to take off her jewellery.  She was embarrassed, angry, and just generally at a loss for words, which was unusual for the lawyer.

It had been a long while since Jennifer had seen her old friend, friend was probably a loose term she and Ethan would use to describe their relationship.  Agreeing to meet him out of time, she arrived at the dingy bar, sodden from the rain outside she made her way to the shrouded table in the corner before taking a seat. “Are you even allowed to smoke those in here?”

“Coffee and pancakes alright?” Jennifer offered the man sat at her kitchen island. Looking up at Bucky, she pushed her dark hair behind one of her ears as she awaited his answer patiently, taking the time to allow her blue eyes to trace over him, taking in each of his features in turn.

It had been a long day at the office, which wasn’t entirely unusual for the lawyer, what was unusual was her visitor sat in the shadows when she arrived home that evening.  Setting her purse and keys down she crossed her arms over her chest before stepping further into her lounge. “You know, most people would call or knock first.”

Sitting on the edge of the bed as she redressed herself, Jennifer chuckled softly. before looking over at the man with a smile.  “It was cute.” She teased playfully.

Smirking, the lawyer softly kissed the woman once again, hand caressing her cheek.  Pulling back, Jennifer licked her lips, lipstick still intact.  “Now, are you going to let me finish giving you the rundown of the significance of this painting?”