#youngwildandbee

On the drive up to the cabin Jake went through the list of pros and cons 100 times. Was meeting with Bianca a good idea? He asked himself over and over and over. He always found one more pro to outweigh the cons but just to be sure he'd make the list again. And then once more for good measure. Jake wasn't even sure why he called her two nights ago. Did he really miss her, did he need her one more time, the possibilities were endless but now he was on the last stretch of highway meeting her at a summer home in the dead of winter. No possible way they would be spotted or caught, not that they were doing anything wrong to begin with. Jake turned up the radio a bit louder just to block out the thoughts that were swirling in his head.

Imogen hurried around her apartment, putting things away as quickly as she could, consolidating her possessions into as few shelves and drawers as possible so as to make room for her new roommate. She'd already started this process a few weeks previously when she'd made the decision that she couldn't afford to live alone anymore so it wasn't as though everything was as strewn out as it had been when she'd initially moved in, but there was still a lot to do if she was going to have it ready in time for Bianca's arrival. 

I've got this really super great apartment. Super affordable too... y'know, if I had someone to split rent with.

Dancing around the edge from the small bonfire that had been blazing since before she got here, Fiona was fully immersed in the music blaring from a set of speakers. Hips swaying to the rhythm, the brunette closed her eyes. She held a nearly-empty cup in hand, which she brought to her mouth to finish off.

Wanting a refill, Fiona made her way over to the keg; where a few party-goers were gathered currently. "Coming back for more already, Princess?" A guy, Alec, asked her. "Don't sound so surprised," She replied with a slight roll of her eyes. "Besides, it's hot out. And I've been dancing all night." It being the middle of summer, the temperature was pretty high; though it was starting to cool off a bit for the night. And it wasn't like this was her first time here. It wasn't even her first time this week. 

Graduating from college was most certainly a reality check. As much as he was assured that thanks to his acting talents sand somewhat impressive grade point average, he'd get a job in no time, JT was left essentially unemployed, at least when it came to his desired field. However, thanks to a spontaneous stint in bartending school one summer, he had a little bit of money at his disposal and a few night shifts at a hotel bar in the city. It was just enough to afford basic staples and rent for half an apartment. The problem was that everyone he thought about living with had other arrangements. Emma was still out of the question, for she was surprisingly attempting to make her marriage work, Manny was out of the country and well, as for Liberty, they were no longer talking.

Such factors led to him asking Bianca DeSousa if she needed a place to live. While the two weren't particularly close - they were mere acquaintances from college - JT figured that living with her was better than living with a stranger. He trusted Bianca enough to know that she wasn't a serial killer, and she had a decent head on her shoulders. When it came to learning more about her, he imagined that it would come gradually as they spent more and more time under the same roof. Perhaps he could save some money in her company, and even land a better job in the meantime.

He was about halfway through unpacking his boxes when he stumbled upon a few items he didn't recognise. They certainly weren't his. Pursing his lips for a moment, JT decided that it would be best to just be upfront about it. After all, they were roommates now, and roommates were open and honest with each other.