As Clemmy left the apartment, Jude watched her from the window in disbelief. He could see her bare ass cheek floating down the sidewalk and suddenly wished his hand was still caressing it.
He began to seriously wonder if he had just ruined the hipfatuation.
He picked up his phone to send her an apology text when he noticed a Yelp notification that nearly sent him into hysterics:
Yelp- Randall’s Review by EmoLover 24:
Dude, just went to Randall’s for Emo-Hip-Centric Night and seriously had my mind blown. Billy Emo did a “50 Shades of Billy Emo” show that was ridonkulous. He shaved the side of his head and has a bitchin new vampire-dragon tattoo that crawls from his head down his neck like magic. Then he plays this sexy-ass music and if you pay $3, you get to go into the red room of pain. He handcuffs you to a chair while he gives you a lap dance. OMG, my panties melted. He even gave me his phone number and told me to text him:) Billy Emo is the freakin’ baddest ass thing to hit Randall’s ever. I WILL BE THERE EVERY WEEK
Jude threw his phone to the floor and sunk into his beanbag chair. He pulled out his journal and started penning a new apology poem for Clemmy. With his world at Randall’s melting before his eyes, he has to find a way to keep his love.
“I have to make this right. I don’t think I can live without my patchouli muse.”