"WHY DO WE WASTE OUR LIVES?" Laylani slurred. She was slumped on the counters lazily wiping the tops with a dirty rug.

Irene frowned, "What do you mean, waste our lives?"

"Duh, we could've been millionaires," she yelled as she slammed the counter top, "We could've been drinking pink champagne! In jewels god damnit."

"W-what?" Irene stuttered in confusion.

"Shut up Laylani." Donald scowled. Irene looked towards the boy, her eyebrows tugged downwards.

"You look..awful."

Donald groaned as he ruffled his hair making it look exactly like a birds nest, "Laylani forced me to drink with her. Nitwit cant even down one drink without dancing on the tops."

Irene's friend pulled her head back to let a pile of laughter pile out of her mouth, "Bullshit you piece of shit, I attracted more than men."

"Honestly," Irene shook her head, disappointment fluttered her little head, "I just hope you didnt screw anyone Laylay."

But that wasnt true. Laylani's smirk grew wider. Irene's face dropped, "What happen to not screwing any girl until next month?"

"Well that shit just dropped," She slapped the dirty rug across Donald's face causing him to stumble backwards trying to get the rug out of his face, "She was a good gal. I love girls who squirt faster than my-"

"No Laylani stop!" Irene flushed as she covered her bright strawberry face. Laylani doubled over in laughter.

"Uh.. excuse me?" The trio whipped their heads towards the lingering costumer.

The man shifted uncomfortably on his spot, "Can I order?"

"Oh sorry 'bout that." Donald scurried over to the man. Laylani was now next to Irene as she examined her dirty fingernails.

She was humming in delight.

As Irene peeked at Laylanis nails she mentally puked, "You need to cut those, they're ghastly!"

The colored lady rolled her eyes, "Nah, it's good use when your fucking a man," She licked her lips, "Unless your riding his dick, that's another story."

She face palmed upon her friends odd sex drive, "That brain just learned the one thing in health class. Sex."

"Sex is the main reason why I passed highschool, fuck college," she slung her arm around Irene's shoulder, "Just cant tie me down just yet."

"I dont think you can land commitment." Donald commented as he added more weight on top of Irene's head.

Irene started to feel weight slump down on her, "I'm the new stool huh?"

"Its 'cause your short." The two chorused together.

Irene huffed, irritation trickling her, "I'm 5'2, I dont consider that short."

Irene and Donald disagreed.

"Wait, Laylani your short. Your the same height as me."

She shook her head an eating grin split on her face, "Not now not ever. I'm always wearing heels."

Its was true Laylani always wore heels everywhere. As much as Irene wanted to get the height where her friend was at she couldnt stand heels. So it was always flats.

"Both of you are so unfair."

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It was now late. Irene climbed the stairs up to the flat her and Jack shared for the time being. Occasionally she would skip some steps to pass time but it would sometimes result to her knee plummeting down the step.

She unlocked the door and pushed it open, "Jack, I'm home." She called.

The room was filled with candles. Recently they havent paid their power bill. It only led to candles around the room. Irene couldnt help but sigh.

Jack sat up from the couch and gave Irene a half smile causing her heart to flip.

He got up from his seat and hurried over to Irene to engulf into her warmth. He tickled his nose to the nip of her neck resulting to fits of laughter escaping her lips.

It only pushes Jack further to her neck, if possible. Irene moaned in delight.

"Let me guess, you hurt yourself because you tried skipping stairs again." Jack whispered to Irene's ear nipping it in the process.

Irene froze. Last time she got her her knees bunched up he got mad towards her recklessness.

The injured lady huffed, "You just ruined the moment bugaboo."

He only chuckled as he lead his wife to the couch, "Just sit down. Your such a clutz."

Sarcasm flooded her gasp, "I'm not just a clutz, I'm a climber you dumbo."

The ref closed with a thud as Jack came back with an ice pack with paper napkin covering it, "Yeah yeah your an amazing mountain climber darling." He kissed her nose as he applied the ice pack on her knee.

Wincing in pain she tried to push the ice away only for it to retract back again.

"Uh-uh princess you gotta deal with the pain now. It is your fault you fell."

The pain didnt subside. She glared toward her husband and scowled, "I can hold the ice pack myself you meany."

Once she grabbed the ice pack, Jack let go to place his palm on her thigh making her gasp.

"That's much better darling." He snickered, "You know, we never really did it with your uniform on."

She gnawed on her lower lip suppressing a moan as his hands hiked higher up her dress.

"H-how was f-finding work?" She asked. Jack stopped as he rest his hand mid thigh as he rubbed circles on her skin.

"I guess I might've found something.. nothing special, just a gas station."

Irene's face gleamed in delight a smile stuck on her face, "Jack that's amazing!" She jumped away from where she was sitting to straddle him as she hooked her arms around him to bring his forehead to meet hers.

"It might not be what you wanted but it's a good start." She encouraged.

Jack mused in agreement, "I guess."

He held her waist as she started humming a tune soothing the both of them.

"I promise I'll get us a better apartment," he said quietly as he nuzzled away from her neck to look at her, "I promise we'll get something better.. our own home.

I'll get us a better life once I make it to the big screen."

Irene kissed the tip of his nose and looked deep with his eyes, "This is all I ever asked for Jack," she looked deep into Jack's eyes as she continued, "I dont need something fancy to be loved.

I dont need a bigger home to call it home and I definently dont need you getting all those things for me when you make it up there."

His chest rumbled as he chuckled. His laughter made her cheeks brighten, "What did I ever do to deserve you? Were so.. different."

"Well different is always compatible," She lowly whispered, "No matter how different we are we'll always love each other.. just like our vows."

After her words Jack's chest swelled. He kissed every inch of her face leaving her lips to be the last.

"Your so fucking precious."

They lie in each others comfort. Irene felt home with him. She didnt feel the need to have the luxurious life that Jack has pictured. Indeed they are different, but the difference will make them only grow stronger.

"Love.. can you sing for me?" He mused by her ear.

She shuddered as she leaned closer, "Which one."

He licked his lips in delight, "The song you are working on right now. Just the chorus."

Irene thought about it for a bit. She wasnt done with the song, but she could peice some lyrics together, "Oh alright."

Irene got off his lap to place his head on hers. Once he layed down Irene then started to play with his locks as she sang.

"They can say they can say it all sounds crazy.. they can say they can say I lost our minds."

The stars where bright outside as she sang. The town was peaceful. No war no nothings.

"I dont care I dont care so call me crazy. Runaway to a world that we designed..
'Cause every night I lie in bed, the brightest colors fill my head. A million dreams are keeping me awake."

Jack took her hand and interlocked it together with his as he held the hands in front of his face kissing it lightly.

"I think of what the world could be, a vision of the one I see a million dreams is all its gonna take."

"Oh a million dreams for the world were gonna make." They chorus together.

Everybody has dreams. Just like Irene and Jack. But Irene doesnt wish to pursue them.. but she'll always support Jack's dreams.

Nothing can ruin the moment.. but no one knew what the future holds.

♤