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Joe walked inside the apartment and found Elyssa sitting on the chair, smoking a cigarette. She had her stuff out in front of her.
"What are you still doing here?" He asked
"I'm waiting for a friend to come pick me up!"
"A friend huh? By friend, do you mean 'Fuck buddy'?"
"Fuck you!"
"Just leave"
"Nah" She leaned back in her chair "What are you going to do, hit me?"
"No" He rolled his eyes "I want you-"
"You want me huh?" She stood up and walked towards him
"You didn't let me finish!"
"What's the point on finishing, It's clear that we both want each other" She got closer and put her hands on his hips.
He gently pushed her away and glared at her.
"You're so sexy when your angry" She bit her lip
"Quit it. If you wanna fuck someone so bad, Then go call one of your "friends".
"Yeah but they don't loo-"
He shook his head "I don't love you anymore. I love someone else."
"Oh yeah? Who's the slut?"
He shook his head and kept thinking himself "Don't hit her, I know better than to hit her".
He finally replied to her comment "You don't know her"
"Yeah" She said sarcastically "I bet I don't."
"Didn't I tell you to leave?"
"Didn't I tell you I'm waiting for a friend?" She snapped "I bet I know her. Does she have blonde hair, green eyes, and is working right now?"
"No" He lied
"Dude, you're lying. Don't think I can't tell" Someone banged on the door "I don't care if you're fucking her. She's a slut anyway." She crossed her arms and smirked at him. He shook his head and rolled his eyes at her. Then Joe walked behind her, and grabbed her bags. He walked to the door, clutching the bags in his hands, and opened the door.
A tall, blonde man stood on the doorstep. He had on a plain black shirt, a pair blue jeans, and worn out black boots that looked to be from the 50s.
Joe set the bags down and took one good look at the man. Joe glared at the man before throwing his fist at him...