"Richie"
Jenny ran her fingers gently over the linen sheets as she readied herself for a night in alone. Smooth Jazz played softly in the background as the gentle scent of a raspberry candle burnt on her dressing table. The evening was still and nightly creatures stirred outside the small, ground level flat on the outskirts of London.
Jenny had just got in from a busy day working for her best friend, Madeleine, who ran a milkshake shop in central London. It was Madeleine's lifelong dream to run a milkshake shop that was aimed at young city goers who just need a refreshing drink with a twist. The business was only small but it took off quickly, meaning Jenny worked ridiculously long hours but she didn't mind this.
Suddenly, a wet dripping man burst through her door.
"i... i need the things" he said breathlessly.
Jenny looked at him annoyed "i thought you weren't coming home tonight. i was looking forward to it" she poked her head out of her bedroom door and saw a small blonde girl stood awkwardly in the hallway. "oh look, you brought a guest. How delightful Richard!" She glared daggers at him as she said this.
Richard smiled shyly and shrugged his shoulders as he picked up a strip of condoms from Jenny's bedside table drawer. "she's got the day off tomorrow."
"come on Richie, what's taking so long?" said a high pitched, highly irritating voice from the hallway.
"Wow Richie" Jenny said through gritted teeth. "I'm pretty sure all the dogs in London heard that."
"please, Jennifer." He said with sorry eyes.
"do not call me Jennifer!" she snapped at him.
"but your mother-"
"I'm aware what my mother calls me!" she cut him off abruptly. "You. You are not my mother! or my family or even my friend! You are my annoying, American, slob of a roommate who has been living off my money for two years, almost three! I am sick and tired of the blondes, you pick the gutter worthy blondes, the low-life's, why?!" Jenny was at this point, shouting and turning red in the face as the 5'4 girl worked herself up into a borderline tantrum. "And what do you do with them after sex, Eat them? there's never any trace they were here the night before! Yes. that's what you do, you eat them. you are a literal spider Richard! You fuck girls and then eat them!" Jenny sat down on her bed and sighed with tears running down her pink cheeks. "I just wish you'd bring an income home rather than a girl for once."
Richard looked at her and then at the ground. "I'm sorry Jenny, I'll get a job and dial back the girls."
"For Christs sake Richard, you're 30! and being babysat by a 22 year old. It's not good!" Jenny looked lost, defeated and had given up the will to live altogether.
He sighed "goodnight Jenny." Richard walked out of her room and blew out the slow burning candle. Him and his blonde date giggled and ran into his room, slamming the door behind them. A minute or two later, faint thudding was heard on the wall.
Jenny scoffed and climbed into bed and slowly fell into a deep sleep as she was exhausted from work, and this evenings events.
