“You’re leaving!?” Jenny exclaimed. “Already!?”
“I know,” I grinned, “it’s been a long time coming.”
“A long time coming!? You were here only a couple of months.”
“I’m sure it was longer than that. Besides, it’s been a long time coming before you and New York and everything. It’s just a natural progression in our relationship and it feels right, Jenny. It feels so right.”
“And he’s okay about you cheating on him?”
I shut my eyes and breathed through my nose. “I didn’t cheat.”
She shrugged, twirling a frame in her hand. “Whatever you want to call it. It wasn’t a walk in the park.”
“It wasn’t intentional either.”
“Anyway,” she held up her hand for me to stop and placed the frame back on the shelf, “point is, he’s okay?”
“He’s just…” I shook my head, struggling to find the right words, “he’s getting through it.”
“You don’t sound too convinced.”
“He’s just acting weird, you know? I don’t know. Maybe I’m overthinking it.”
“You might not be. You should trust your instincts.”
“Yeah, but what if I’m wrong?”
“Instincts are never wrong.”
“Mmm,” I groaned, twisting my mouth from side to side.
“So, we’re packing up?” Jenny asked.
“Thanks for doing this.”
“Meh,” Jenny shrugged, “I’m here. I got you. How’d you get a new roommate so fast?”
“I didn’t,” I shook my head, “Daniel’s paying for next month’s rent.”
Jenny lifted her brows. “He’s eager.”
Daniel was eager. He laid out a clear plan where he would have taken care of most of the moving ins and outs. I figured, since I had the week off and he didn’t, I could do that. Since he was paying for the next month of my rent, I could, at the very least, take care of the moving expenses. He insisted, but I didn’t think it was much of an equal part his way. So I was picking out my furniture, we’re keeping his bed, we’d bought two of those cube shelves that were going to be delivered next week; we were on a roll.
It took a few days but we ended up giving (or making arrangements to give) most of the stuff that we would leave to Jenny, Noelle, Danny-boy, or Paul. Our stuff were in the new apartment before we were. Daniel’s place was nearly bare, I wasn’t living in mine at that point.
“I honestly am so excited,” I said as we were making dinner for ourselves.
“I’m glad,” Daniel nudged his hip into mine.
“I mean, we’re actually really living together now. We have our own home. How great is this?”
“It’s pretty fucking cool. Are you happy?”
I scoffed. “Am I happy!? I’m thrilled. I’m—I can’t explain how happy I am.”
He grinned, that dimple next to his mouth pronounced bright and proud. “We should celebrate.”
I nodded. “We should!”
“We’ll have a housewarming party once we move in next week.”
“You think it’ll be done by then?”
“Well, you’re not working, and once the weekend comes I’ll work overdrive to make the apartment look amazing. But I think by next week it’ll be done. You signed the contract, right?”
I laughed. “Of course I did. We can’t just move in our stuff without having done that. Signed, sealed, and delivered, baby.” I lunged my lips at his cheeks and a loud suction sound echoed.
He nodded, focusing back on the salad before him. “Good, good, good. It’s done then.”
“Done, done, deadsky,” I paraphrased Beetlejuice, contorting my voice to be brash.
“How’s the job going?” he asked as we moved to the couch to watch and eat together.
I sighed. “I honestly don’t know.”
“No one on the inside can tell you what’s going on?”
“I thought of that. Noelle and Leo don’t know anything.”
“Here’s hoping it turns out in your favour.”
I shrugged and cinched my nose. “I don’t know. I’m thinking of just leaving the job, applying for another one somewhere else.”
“You don’t like it there anymore?”
I shrugged again. “I don’t know.” It was hard to decide. I like Noelle and Leo and the job, and I do actually like David, but the rest may weigh down heavier than the positives. “Every time I think of leaving there’s like a crate of cinder blocks lifting from my shoulders.”
“Well, that’s a sign if I ever heard one.”
“So why not?” he shrugged. “Go for your life. It’s your life after all.”
“It’s a little scary.”
“Go out on in your own way, babe. I got you. You don’t need to worry.”