“What the fuck do you mean it’s off?”
Jules sat down on her couch. Towel draped over her wet head phone to her ear. Some old acquaintances had met with her recently. They had a job offer for her. Sure, she could easily do it, make some money from it. They hadn’t asked, but she was also thinking about tagging along, they’ve hinted at her coming. Why not? The selkie didn’t have anything to lose and was willing to take the risk. However now? Now it seemed as if they stope the whole thing dead in its tracks. She wasn’t taken it well as she had half of it already finished. “This is bullshit Joseph. You can’t just stop after the plans have already were half way through.”“Look. Jules, it isn’t going to work. We’ve talked it over. Just forget we ever contacted you and go back to your day job.”“Fuck. You.” click
The fae cursed as she put the phone down on the table. She wasn’t happy. She has practically everything done and now what? All her layouts were not useless. Her hands grabbed the towel and started to ruffle and partly dry her hair. They wouldn’t have done it so suddenly, she knew that. Captain had walked over nudging his little head into her ankle feeling she was angry. Sighing, Jules pushed back the towel to rest on her shoulder and pick up the little black bulldog into her lap so she could pet him.
This was bull shit.
She’s scratch and the little canine’s ears and head as she thought through what to do now that her side job was canceled. Almost on cue, her phone went off from another message. Her brow raised as she reached to look at who it was from. It was an unknown number. Odd. We may not interact often, but I may have a job for you. We are similar. One merchant to another if you’re interested you know where to find me.
Son of a bitch. Jules would lock her phone to put it down for now. She was aware of how the man was and how he worked. Wasn’t her favorite person in the world, but he had a point; she did work in his field before. The fae would let the thought die for now as she paid more attention to the dog. She was about to stand before Captain started barking to something behind her. Now it all made sense. Jules quietly shushed the pup as she stood to take him away. It happened every time for the first few minutes before he’d adjust again. Normally animals didn’t like demons. Captain was like that at first, but because of the piece of shit Justin was, he slowly became use to it. “Cap’n, it’s the same shit face every time.”
Only briefly she’d look at her brother before looking back at the big blue eyed French bull dog that sat in her arms being quiet now. ”You’re lucky I don’t have wards. Though now I’m thinking to put them in to make sure you fucking knock. What do you want? Haven't you done enough?”
swear to god she needs wards