Will celebrated having the apartment to himself again by inviting his favourite blonde over. He didn't miss Jill cramping his style one little bit, although he had been slightly weirded out to discover that the boyfriend she was now living with was his sister-in-law's ex-husband.
His primary interest was dance but he had acquired some skill at singing along the way - after all, the ladies loved it when he joined them in a romantic duet while on a date.
It was such a relief to not have Jill hanging around in his bedroom being creepy. He liked the hot-tub in the basement well enough, but sometimes only a bed would do, especially with the more uptight girls.
It seemed like his phone rang 24/7. There was always one girl or another on the end of the line. He listened intently but sometimes he couldn't help drifting off and staring at the wallpaper. He really needed to use the money he'd inherited from his father to redecorate or something so it suited him more. After all, it was home now.
Even though she only lived downstairs, Will didn't see Jill often. She was far too busy with James. He wandered down to their apartment to have a chat with her and reminisce only to walk in on them making out. He smiled fakely, apologised, and left.
Will did have to admit that despite the fact she was a jealous, possessive, possibly crazy witch he did miss her sometimes. They had a special spark that was hard to replicate. Still, she seemed happy enough with James and he would never forget the things he taught her, starting with how to make killer cocktails.
Will celebrated having the apartment to himself again by inviting his favourite blonde over. He didn't miss Jill cramping his style one little bit, although he had been slightly weirded out to discover that the boyfriend she was now living with was his sister-in-law's ex-husband.
His primary interest was dance but he had acquired some skill at singing along the way - after all, the ladies loved it when he joined them in a romantic duet while on a date.
It was such a relief to not have Jill hanging around in his bedroom being creepy. He liked the hot-tub in the basement well enough, but sometimes only a bed would do, especially with the more uptight girls.
It seemed like his phone rang 24/7. There was always one girl or another on the end of the line. He listened intently but sometimes he couldn't help drifting off and staring at the wallpaper. He really needed to use the money he'd inherited from his father to redecorate or something so it suited him more. After all, it was home now.
Even though she only lived downstairs, Will didn't see Jill often. She was far too busy with James. He wandered down to their apartment to have a chat with her and reminisce only to walk in on them making out. He smiled fakely, apologised, and left.
Will did have to admit that despite the fact she was a jealous, possessive, possibly crazy witch he did miss her sometimes. They had a special spark that was hard to replicate. Still, she seemed happy enough with James and he would never forget the things he taught her, starting with how to make killer cocktails.
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