Sorry, it was loud in there. Hi!, Maren said happy to be hearing from her best friend.
"Where might here be exactly?" Kelsey inquired. Running late to a meeting earlier this morning, she and Maren weren't able to speak too long.
"Decided to head home. I went and saw Millie. I just want to take some time process everything," Maren explained. "Needed some room to breathe and figure out what's next."
Kelsey was going through some paperwork on her desk but was nodding agreement. "I'm glad you went to see Millie. I'm glad you're taking some 'me' time. I do love you, you know that. I'm sorry if it seemed like I wasn't being your friend. I love both of you, so this has been a hard spot for me to be stuck in."
Maren was casually swinging slowly on the floating bench on the restaurants porch, happy to hear Kelsey's voice. "I know, I'm sorry also. ," Maren responded with remorse. It was the first time her and Kelsey talked a out snag happened as friends, not coworkers. However it didn't take long before things took the turn towards work.
The line was silent for a few seconds before Kelsey took a deep breath and began a line of questioning she knew Maren didn't want to discuss. "So... you quit." It wasn't so much a question as it was a statement.
"I did." Maren's mood changed quickly. She wasn't ready to have this conversation. "Also, Brian and I are over. And I have a meeting with a lawyer, because I'm not going to let Jason get away with this. So, I think you're pretty up to speed now on everything." Maren glanced over through the front window of the restaurant. She did a double take when she noticed someone who looked like Bryan Johnson. The cold chill of fear flowed through her body as she craned her neck to try to get a better view. She finally took a breathe when she shook it off as crazy and turned her attention back to Kelsey on the other line.
"Maren please give this some thought. The guys would be lost without you. You're amazing at your job. Don't throw it all away ov.."
Maren interrupted her, "Over what Kels? Brian? It's not over him. Listen I have to go, I'm actually at a restaurant having dinner. I'll talk to you soon," she said politely and with that she hung up.
Heading back inside she made headed towards the restroom. "Can you believe it's him? He's by FAR the hottest of all of them," an overly excited shrieking voice came from over one stall.
"My brother LOVES that show!" girl number two exclaimed equally enthralled.Maren rolled her eyes and slightly chuckled. No matter how far away she tried to get from her job, it still seemed to follow her. Fangirls. She could spot them a mile away, so it was funny to hear these two girls freaking out over someone 'probably' famous at the bar.
Before the last few "scandals" with Brian, many Impractical Jokers fans didn't know who she was. She would be at the bar after a show or in a bathroom or comedy club and constantly would hear the banter. Clearly that all changed once photos of her and Brian at the bar thah night hit the World Wide Web. The banter between the two girls brought her back to the days when she and Brian disliked each other. It sadly made her wonder if it was all worth it.Once Maren paid the check she decided to take a stroll down Duval Street, when a small lounge caught her eye.
________________________________Bryan leaned his chair back and crossed his arms across his chest. Brian was watching her walk away, his body and head turned completely away from where Johnson was l,taking it all in.
Brian couldn't hide the devilish grin on his face as he turned back around to face his friend. Over the years Bryan Johnson came to be very familiar with this version of Q. The despondent, scorn (either by a woman or a business deal gone bad), doesn't-give-a-fuck Q. Bryan wasn't going to let that Q win tonight. Unlike the others, Johnson normally didn't care what Brian did in his personal life. It was his life and Bryan often enjoyed watching Brian score supermodel after beauty queen, after pin up girl. Selfish? Maybe. But Bryan Johnson lived vicariously through his better looking, more famous friend. Where he drew the line however, was when he knew Q would regret it in the morning, and that's exactly what was going to happen if they didn't leave before the girls came back from the restroom.
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FanfictionQ and the Impractical Jokers' tour manager don't get along. What happens when you have two people who are so alike but also so different and have them work so closely with one another? Collaboration with @hopedanglesonastring