[Jan's got it together now! she's keeping it cool! the coolest. she's unused enough to being flirted with by other women that the close lean doesn't immediately register as such to her, though it does occur to her that this lady is comfortable around strangers. real... comfortable.]

guess we're roommates. im in the garage

[wait, shit, that's not a whole conversational line. for some reason texting someone when you're sitting right there in person and she's practically got her head on you shoulder is more awkward than she'd expected. who would have thought...]

howdy neighbor

[holy shit]

im jan.

[Jan stares at her own attempt at communication in horror deep enough to go out the other side into rueful amusement. jesus, it's a good thing she's never cared about being cool before. her first attempt is going so badly.]