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Munchies

Summary:

Jackie is high and tired of being single when she gets the munchies and an idea.

Shauna is ready to punch the creep who put "Send your prettiest delivery girl" in the additional instructions.

Notes:

I had this idea last night right before falling asleep. I woke up today and wrote it in two hours. It's silly and goofy and so completely unserious. Please enjoy!

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The ceiling fan spun rapidly as it tried to combat the summer heat in the small apartment. The blades seemed to meld together into one continuous circle in a way that was mesmerizing to Jackie as she took another pull from the joint she and Nat were passing back and forth. She had been staring up at the ceiling for a while as she sprawled on the couch, finding faces and patterns in the awful popcorn ceiling behind the fan. “Bennie and the Jets” played lowly from the speaker—Jackie’s choice not Nat’s. Nat liked to listen to different music when she was high, but it had been Jackie’s turn to pick.

 

Jackie sighed, smoke billowing out into the room, up toward the fan. She flicked the filter of the joint over the ash tray resting on her stomach, getting rid of the ash at the end, before extending the joint out to Nat who was sitting in the love seat.

 

Nat plucked the joint from her fingers easily and then groaned. Jackie’s eyes flicked from the ceiling, turning her head toward the noise. Nat brought the lighter up and flicked it against the joint once more, “dude, it’s canoeing so bad. What did you do?”

 

“You’re the one who rolled it, dude .” Jackie snorted.

 

“You think you’d be more grateful that your dear friend is hanging out with your mopey ass and is sharing her weed.” Nat muttered as she burned off the part of the joint that had canoed off into the ash tray resting on the side table next to her. She inspected the joint when she was finished and then took a drag. 

 

“Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule of spending time with your beautiful girlfriend to bestow miserable old me with your wonderful presence.” Jackie said in a way that bordered the line between sarcasm and bitterness. She held her hand out, waiting for the joint to be passed back. 

 

Nat blew the smoke out from her hit by whistling low, “you really need to get laid, huh.” 

 

Jackie groaned and made eager, grabby fingers to encourage Nat to pass the joint faster. “Don’t mock me from your relationship high horse—do you even know what dating apps are like right now?”

 

Nat passed the joint back and Jackie immediately held it between her lips as she continued. “Like—if I wanted to be somebody’s unicorn, I’d join you and Lott—why go through all that trouble?” Jackie took another hit. Nat snorted.

 

“We’d welcome you with open arms, Jack.” She teased. 

 

“ Exactly , and don’t even get me started on trying to meet a girl at a bar—” Jackie huffed and then took another hit.

 

“Hey,” Nat whacked Jackie in the shoulder and held her hand out, “don’t forget session etiquette just because you’re pent up.” Jackie rolled her eyes and passed the joint back as she exhaled.

 

“For the record I was only on the second puff of ‘puff, puff, pass’,” Jackie grumbled.

 

“So what—” Nat interrupted, “do you want us to set you up with someone?” Nat’s head tilted as she thought about it. “I don’t know if anyone we know could handle you.” 

 

“Shut up, is it so bad to just want a meet-cute?” Jackie laughed and held her hand back out. The song ended and changed to “Rhiannon” by Fleetwood Mac. Nat groaned. “ Hey,” Jackie warned. “My turn, my playlist.”

 

“Well, your turn will have to wait. Joint’s out, unless you want the roach?” Nat held out the butt of the joint and Jackie’s face scrunched up in distaste. Nat laughed. “Thought so.” She brought the joint back to her lips and killed it, before stubbing it out in the ash tray. “I’ll roll another.” 

 

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An hour and two more joints later, Jackie and Nat sprawled across their couches as “Love is a Battlefield” played through the speaker. Jackie sighed.

 

“She’s so right.” She said wistfully.

 

“I’m starving,” Nat sat up and raided the kitchen for any and all available snacks.

 

Jackie hummed. “Me too…pizza?” 

 

“Not from DiOrio’s though,” Nat called out from where her head was buried in a cabinet.

 

“What? Why not?” Jackie sat up to look at Nat from over the couch.

 

“They know what they did.” Nat closed the cabinet, holding a bag of potato chips, and turned back to Jackie. She popped a chip in her mouth.

 

“ I don’t.” Jackie pouted and rested her head against the back of the couch.

 

“Why don’t we try from that new place a few blocks down? Mac’s?”

 

“I think it’s Marco’s?” 

 

“Sure, yeah.” Nat waved Jackie off and ate another chip.

 

Jackie grabbed her phone and searched up Marco’s. She started their order, knowing it by heart and not even needing to confirm. Half pepperoni, half sausage with banana peppers, olives, and green peppers. While Jackie ordered, Nat plopped back down into her seat. She grabbed the remote and started searching for something to throw on. 

 

At the bottom of the ordering page, there was a box for any other special requests. As Jackie held her phone in her hand, staring at the blank white box, her brain had a plan that was sure to work or be hilarious. She snorted at her own idea, and quickly tapped out the message. She hit send and dropped her phone into her lap with a wide grin.

 

“What’s so funny?” Nat glanced over as she settled on a movie, throwing on Shrek 2.

 

“I’m orchestrating my meet-cute.” Jackie tossed Nat her phone. She dropped the chip bag into her lap to catch the phone and then scrolled through their pizza order. 

 

There, at the bottom of the order, in the box that said “ Any additional instructions: ” was Jackie’s message: Please send your prettiest delivery girl 🙏😘 xo.

 

Nat blinked down at the message. “You cannot be this desperate.” 

 

Jackie shrugged and waved Nat off, holding her hand back out for her phone. “It’ll be fine . It either works, or it’s a funny story for everyone involved.”

 

“Suuure,” Nat drawled and dropped Jackie’s phone back in her hand. The two turned their attention to the movie and immediately settled in.

 

They passed chips back and forth, and, even though they had both seen this movie so many times, they became deeply absorbed in it. They had just gotten past the dinner scene, which had both Nat and Jackie bowled over with laughter, when there was aggressive pounding at the door. Jackie jolted, tossing the bag of chips onto the floor, and looked toward the door. 

 

“Looks like your meet-cute’s here…and angry,” Nat scooped the bag up and ate a few. She paused the movie, and Jackie approached the door. She had been so into the movie that she had forgotten about her genius idea. 

 

Quickly, she ran a hand through her hair, tastefully messing it up, and straightened out her crop top and sweatpants. She really should have dressed up a bit more. The pounding on the door started up again, and Jackie hurriedly unlocked the door, pulling it open.

 

“What kind of cre—!?” The woman in front of her started angrily saying something before stopping, but Jackie didn’t hear it; the most beautiful woman in the world was standing in front of her. This was her best idea ever . 

 

The woman had gorgeous dark brown hair, thrown up in a pony tail. Stray hairs had slipped out and framed her face adorably. The biggest, deepest brown eyes Jackie had ever seen were set underneath a furrowed brow. Her nose was scrunched up just slightly, and her lips twitched down in a scowl. Her cheeks were tinted red and her shoulders heaved with her breaths. The one hand outstretched in a fist that was knocking against the door shook slightly, as the other grasped the pizza box so tightly it creased. Jackie bit her lip; she wished those hands were grabbing her like that. 

 

Jackie fully checked the delivery woman out from head to toe one more time before leaning against the door jamb with a smile. The woman looked hot even in the delivery uniform and visor that had Marco’s embroidered into it. In the time it had taken Jackie to check the woman out, her angry scowl had changed to a look of complete and utter confusion. Her raised hand lowered back down to the pizza box.

 

“Um,” she began and Jackie nearly sighed dreamily—even her voice was adorable. 

 

“I asked for the prettiest delivery girl, I didn’t expect to see the prettiest girl in the world . You guys really go above and beyond,” Jackie flirted, winking at the woman. 

 

Her cheeks turned red again as her mouth opened and closed repeatedly. She thrust the pizza out toward Jackie. “Here’s your pizza.”

 

“I’m Jackie,” she offered with a grin as she took the pizza, brushing her fingers slightly against the woman’s hands. Jackie heard the slightest hitch of a breath. The hands immediately dropped away as soon as Jackie gripped the box. 

 

“Shauna,” she offered stiffly, “Enjoy your pizza.” Shauna spun on her heels. 

 

“Wait!” Jackie called out, gently grabbing the sleeve of Shauna’s shirt before she could leave, “I forgot your tip. Hold on a second.” 

 

Shauna turned back around and waited in the doorway as Jackie ducked back inside. She quickly dumped the pizza on the counter and then grabbed some spare cash from her wallet—she didn’t really count how much—and a pen. Returning to the doorway, Jackie clocked Shauna’s eyes immediately checking her out before glancing away when she realized Jackie was watching. She held out the bundle of cash with her left hand and a smile. “Here’s your tip!” 

 

When Shauna reached out to grab the tip, Jackie didn't immediately let go. Instead, she reached forward with her right hand. “And here’s something extra, just for you.” With a wink, she wrote down her number right by Shauna’s wrist. Once she finished, she relinquished the tip and removed the pen. Shauna blinked down at the digits, then looked at Jackie’s exposed midriff, then finally at Jackie’s face. Jackie bit her lip again to try and contain her smile, then Shauna’s eyes were immediately drawn back down—Shauna was just so cute! 

 

“Call me!” Jackie leaned in, “or I guess I could just order you again.” She teased before falling back against the door jamb. 

 

Shauna gulped and then nodded with a small smile, unable to fight back against the black hole that was a flirtatious Jackie. “I’m off tomorrow…?” 

 

Jackie grinned, “I look forward to our date, then, Shauna.” She stepped back into her apartment, “five stars for service, really!” She blew Shauna a kiss and closed the door with a satisfied hum.

 

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Shauna stood out in the hallway after the door had closed, absolutely flabbergasted. She had come on this delivery expecting to slam some creep’s face in while protecting the other girls at the restaurant—seriously, who puts additional instructions like that ?—but instead had been met with one of the hottest people she had ever seen. Jackie was effortlessly beautiful, and Shauna hated to admit it, but the flirting had really worked on her. Normally she hated such cliché approaches, but something about the way Jackie went about it made her just seem earnest and adorable.

 

Looking at the mess of bills in her hand, Shauna organized and counted them. Jackie had tipped her $20 on a $30 order. She looked at the phone number written on her hand, fished her phone out of her pocket, and entered it into her phone. She named the contact: Jackie 🍕. Sliding her phone and the cash back into her pocket, she headed out of the apartment building and back to her car. She still had three more hours on her shift, and then she had a date to plan.

 

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Jackie leaned against the back of the door once she closed it and sighed. 

 

“How was your meet-cute?” Nat asked, her mouth full, holding her folded pepperoni pizza in front of her. She had brought the pizza box from the counter to the coffee table. 

 

Jackie practically jumped back onto the couch and grabbed a piece from the sausage half. She folded it in half and took a bite. “We have a date tomorrow.” 

 

Nat laughed, then stopped when she saw that Jackie was still smiling. “You’re kidding.”

 

“I’m a genius,” Jackie shrugged then took another bite.

 

“You’re insane ,” Nat corrected.

 

“You should’ve seen how hot she was, Nat.” 

 

“Lottie is gonna have a field day with this.” Nat was already texting.

 

“Oh, see if she wants to come help me pick what to wear tomorrow,” Jackie said between bites. 

 

Jackie reached over to unpause the movie, but she wasn’t paying attention at all anymore. She was too busy thinking about what her date with Shauna was going to be like. 


She should’ve done this ages ago.

Notes:

Hope you enjoyed! Kudos and comments always appreciated :)

Jackie's high playlist is sampled from my own lmao, I am known to disappear when high and end up in bed listening to Elton John.

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