Liability

"I am a toy, that people enjoy..." Sofie | bi | prostitute "...till all of the tricks don't work anymore.

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maggiexcarter:

Maggie turned her head to look away from Sofie, thinking about the night it finally all ended. She never looked back either, never felt the need to go back. She lived in a group home with a bunch of other kids for years until recently.. until Leah walked through the door and brought her home. She moved her hand up to her chest ,moving her hand up towards her neck as if it was a comfort thing. She didn’t know why this had been so hard, she imagined this in her head so many times.. She thought she would have been prepared. “Yeah, they are nice to me.” She whispered, her eyes lifting up towards her sister. She didn’t know if she accepted the answer but constantly questioning how Leah felt towards her.. It was too much sometimes. A part of her had wished Leah never came and got her but she also couldn’t erase years of damage.. Especially the years after Sofie left her.

Family. The word was brutal. The people who brought her into this world, people who were suppose to love her so much.. just didn’t. She could feel the tears running down her face. She shook her head at her sister’s words. Her sister. Her flesh and blood. She had been working so hard on pushing all of it away from her and it was crashing over her. The nights she had to sleep on a park bench in order to make sure she wasn’t forced into sleeping with people, the nights where her father would get so angry at her for not doing what he asked. The busted lips, the black eyes, the wishing to god someone would end it. The countless nights of wishing for something.. anything. She moved her hand into her bag, moving her phone out to Sofie but not being able to say anything.

Sofie knew the answer before Maggie said it. Maybe not to the entire extent, but it was obvious that Maggie’s adoptive family wasn’t hurting like the Carson’s had. Because Sofie knew the telltale signs. The discolored patches of skin, the stiffness while moving. And while Maggie didn’t seem to have any of that, her eyes still held the same sadness. Yet, Sofie had (against everything in herself) readied herself to jump into action in case the answer was another one. That they weren’t treating her right and she could play the part she was born to play: the strong, brave big sister. There to save Maggie from any kind of pain. But the opportunity had come and gone and it seemed like so had redemption and forgiveness and any kind of fraternal bonding. And that hurt Sofie the most. Because without Maggie’s approval she was really left alone. Utterly and completely alone in the world.

She should have left. She should have left right after Maggie recognized her. Everything was just spiraling out of control and her little sister was crumbling before her and Sofie was too and she didn’t know what to do. She was fighting the instinct to bolt when her sister handed her the phone. Sofie looked at it cluelessly for a couple of seconds, she didn’t know how to use this. But she had come prepared. “Um, actually...”, she said hoarsely, digging in her backpack for something she had been carrying for months: a worn out, purple origami heart, testament for the undying love for paper-folding she had always had. “I’m... I’m old school. My, um... My number’s in there.” She held it out along with the phone. “If you need anything... Day or night, rain or whatever... Just... Just use it, okay?” Sofie whispered. Inside the heart was also a small note that read: “i will always love you, we will always be sisters. i will always be sorry. i’m here.”

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allie-willis:

Allie made a face but giggled, shaking her head as the brunette took her picture. “Oh no. Was I even smiling?” She giggled again, but she couldn’t help smiling at the girl. “It’s not fair that I don’t get a picture of you. You’ll have to promise that we can take a picture together some day when my phone isn’t dead.” She held out her pinky, hoping the girl would agree so that would be able to hang out when she wasn’t so drunk.

She knew she should be embarrassed about the sound that her stomach made but she couldn’t get over how happy it seemed to make Sofie. “I know…that’s what I’m telling you!” Allie joined in the giggles, grabbing the girl’s hands and stumbling down the street before lacing arms with her and walking to the cafe, opening the door for you. “After you, my dear.”

Sofie bit her lip and chuckled, nodding. “Yes, you did. It’s a beautiful picture and now it’s mine...No YouCloud or iCloud or anything like that. Just good old flip-phones and pixel-y pictures.” Was she blushing? She was definitely blushing more and more, her cheeks were warm. Thank the heavens for the dark-ish around them. “Oh, shucks. You do not need a picture of this face. It’s... It’s just a face.” Rolling her eyes, she reached out to wrap her pinky around the other girl’s. “So...” She cleared her throat, encouraged by the atmosphere of the moment. “That means I’ll have to see you again, right?”

The brunette held Allie up, carefully and gently. The closeness was nice. It somehow didn’t hurt the fresh bruises or the never-ending cringe of her skin. And she couldn’t stop smiling. How could anything else matter? “Why, thank you.” She walked them to a booth and helped Allie sit, hovering awkwardly until she decided on sliding on the opposite side of the table.

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maggiexcarter:

Maggie wanted to cry more than anything but she had been working so hard on letting go of everything she had been through by pushing it aside and pretending none of it happened but here she was, falling into the pit of despair. She closed her eyes tightly at her sister’s words, thinking back to the day CPS raided the house and took her away from the both of them. “Yeah,” she whispered, moving her fingers to her eyes once against to wipe away the tears once again because they were running down her face without her realizing it. “Not before..” She turned her head away from her, crossing her arms over her chest. “Not before things.” She whispered.

Maggie hated this. She wished anger was a true settlement inside of her but this was hurting more than anything.  She didn’t know what to say or what she even wanted in a situation like this. She never expected Sofie to come back to her. “I don’t… know.” She said, turning her head away to wipe away more tears. “I really don’t know..”

“I understand.” Sofie whispered, remembering those nights when she’d hear the sirens passing in the neighborhood and would hold her sister to her, wishing that somebody at school had noticed, that some neighbor had heard the screaming, that the guy who always gave them ice cream for free stopped believing the lies about getting black eyes from playing around in the backyard and they were finally going to be saved. Because even if they were in the crappiest orphanage ever, they’d be together and Sofie’s legs felt like jello at the thought of maybe living a life with her sister, not in the best place, maybe never adopted but at the same time never alone. It should have been her. The one to receive every blow aimed at Maggie. “I understand,” she repeated again, thinking about the scars all over her skin, adorning the fresh bruises from the days before. “Are they... Are they nice to you?” Sofie realized how stupid her question sounded, but she had to know.

Sofie held back a sob, overcome with emotion and exhaustion and just everything that was happening. Where did they go from here. “I don’t... I don’t want to leave because I just found you. But I don’t really have anything or... anyone so I can just disappear whenever you say.” Another shaky sigh. “I don’t have anything to offer except for... my number. In case... I don’t know. Just in case. You have your own life here... Y-Your family. I’m just glad I finally found you. That I got to see you. You look like.. You look like you’re a truly phenomenal girl and anyone that has you in their life is really, really lucky.”

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allie-willis:

“It was still a nice gesture that I appreciate so thank you.” Allie smiled, giving her a look. Her eyes widened again as Sofie took out her phone and she took it, flipping it over in her hand and opening it before handing it back to her. “Does it even take pictures?” She asked, looking over at her. “Probably. Though Baberton is so small that you pretty much get signal every where.” She shrugged, giggling slightly at the girl’s teasing.

Allie’s breath hitched slightly in her throat as she looked at Sofie, feeling the girl press into her hand softly. “You don’t have to thank me.” Allie admitted, feeling herself blush as she felt the way that her compliment had made Sofie feel. “I’m glad. You deserve to hear nice things, Sofie with an f.” She didn’t want to break the moment, she felt more comfortable staring into this girls eyes than she had in a long time but her stomach rumbled, ruining the moment. “Sorry…I guess we should get breakfast.”

Sofie’s laughter was flowing more organically now, feeling at ease with the not much of a stranger anymore. It was so rare when these things happened to her, so she usually tried to treasure every second because there was no way of knowing if the angelic blonde in front of her would still give her the time of day the next day. You could never tell or trust for sure. The world could come crushing down one second to the next. She chuckled again, taking her phone and taking a noisy picture of her companion, the flash bright and bulky. “Technology, friend. Now... Here’s you.” She showed Allie the grainy picture of herself, secretly happy that she had done it.

The brunette’s heart was beating fast but for once it wasn’t out of fear or anxiety or the adrenaline of flight. It was something more tender, soft, not harmful. And she didn’t know what else to say, so she continued to stare into those warm brown eyes in front of her. The grumbling in Allie’s stomach just made Sofie burst into a fit of giggles, realizing she hadn’t felt this great in years. “You need food, mate.”, she stated with the remains of her laughter, lacing their arms again.

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maggiexcarter:

Maggie’s arms crossed over her chest like a shield. Protecting her from the emotions of this conversation, protecting her from the memories of her past and protecting her from the woman in front of her. The one who packed up her things and left.. leaving her behind to deal with it. She moved both her hands up real quick towards her eyes, wiping away the tears as quickly as she could because being a victim wasn’t something Maggie did. Bad shit happened to her. She survived. She was rescued at the end of all of it by the Winters.. By Leah. She glided her tongue along her lower lip at her sister’s words. The sister who abandoned her all those years ago. 

“You were wrong.” Her voice was sharp. The anger that was moving through her in the moment was making her hands shake to the point where Maggie had to curl her fingers into the palm of her hand to keep them from being exposed. “They hated me as much as they hated you.” She said as she turned her head away from her. “I don’t need an apology if that’s why you have been looking for me. I’m fine.”

Her sister moved her arms and Sofie flinched. Hard. Because that was what life had made of her, whenever somebody moved closer to her it was usually to strike her. It was one of the first things that had been engraved in her brain, even as a baby. Even before Maggie was born and was subjected to the same fate. The fate that Sofie had abandoned her to. Has this even been a good idea? Maybe she should have just stayed in London. Hitchhiked somewhere miles and miles away from Maggie, because she just kept hurting her. 

Even then, there was that tiny voice in her head, the one that she never listened to. One that argued that maybe she had done the right thing by leaving Maggie behind because Sofie was not fit to care for a child when she was still one. Maggie would have ended a deadbeat prostitute like her. “But they... They took you away, right?” Sofie whispered, “From them?” Trying to piece everything together, from what little she had found in Maggie’s file a while back. 

Maggie was getting angrier yet Sofie did not follow her instincts to cower. Because Maggie had the right to do whatever she wanted. God, Sofie wished she would strike her. Let her anger out, make her pay for the unforgivable things she had done. “I wasn’t going to apologize... Because I know that’s just a word. It’s... It’s useless. And I don’t deserve your forgiveness.” Her voice kept cracking, her body slumping as hopelessness settled in her bones. “I just... I just wanted to see you.” The older brunette rubbed her face roughly, “Tell you that I never forgave myself for what I did and that... I thought about you all the time.” She cleared her throat, trying to make her voice stronger. “I don’t want to hurt you anymore, so I can just... I can just leave. Just say the word and you’ll never have to see me again, Maggie.”

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allie-willis:

It was dark, even with the morning light, so Allie couldn’t be sure that what she saw on the girls face was a blush but it was nice, whatever it was. “I don’t know about that. I’m not the one that returned a strangers wallet.” She pointed out, not knowing if she would have returned it, even though money wasn’t the issue. It just seemed like it’d be so much work to find the owner. Or to bring it to the police. “It is what it is.” Allie shrugged, trying not to think about the things her loneliness caused her to do some nights. Her eyes widened at the sight of the girls phone. “That’s your phone! I didn’t even know they still made those.” She exclaimed, not meaning to sound rude, she was merely shocked. She pulled out her own phone, frowning slightly when she realized that it was dead. Allie nodded when she was asked to lead the way, liking the way that Sofie tried to keep her hold on her. She was about to cross the street when she noticed the way the morning rays were dancing across her Sofie’s hair and her face. She turned to look at the girl, smiling softly before moving her hand to touch the girls face. “You’re beautiful. If I could take a picture of you in this light to remember forever, I would. “

Sofie shrugged again. “It really wasn’t that motivated by goodness as it was by the fact that you were right there, honestly. I am no saint.” But she was a firm believer in karma, and the last thing she needed was more bad karma because she had walked over a stranger wallet or stolen from it. 

Sofie gave Allie a sympathetic smile. Oh, she knew about loneliness. The brunette chuckled again, pulling the phone out for the blonde to see. “Technology and I do not get along and this one does the job it was intended to have...” Plus, it was harder to trace. If somebody wanted to find her. And less expensive, she’d rather use those extra cents to have a guaranteed meal. “Plus, I assure you, it has better signal than whatever robot it is you carry in your pocket.” , she teased lightly, surprising herself. 

The sun was starting to come out and the town looked even pretty in the morning light. She felt the other girl’s eyes on her and her breathing stuck in her throat. God, it was almost overwhelming in the best of ways. Allie’s angelical face, the colors of dawn, the compliment and a hand that rested on her cheek without intending to harm. Sofie found herself inching closer, resting against it, words forgotten for a few moments. “...Thank you.” She whispered, once she had regained use of her brain. “That was...” She cleared her throat and blinked the hint of a tear away. “The nicest thing anyone has ever told me, Allie.”

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maggiexcarter:

Maggie could fee the tears boiling up in her eyes, her vision was becoming blurry in the matter of seconds and she didn’t know how to stop it. The words coming from her bigger sister’s mouth were hitting her, basically going straight through her. She wasn’t sure whether to be angry and hurt or excited and happy her sister finally found her but all the pain throughout the years made it hard to feel anything other than pain. When Social Services came for her when she was almost fifteen made it harder for anyone to want her and the one person who could have saved her and decided not to was standing in front of her.

“Why didn’t you take me with you?” Her voice cracked. She didn’t mean for it too but she couldn’t help it, especially now that the tears were falling down her face. She moved her fingers up to wipe the away quickly, not wanting to cry in front of her any longer.

God, Sofie’s hands were itching to just reach out and do something. Wipe away the tears, brush aside those flyaway hairs, take Maggie in her arms and never let her go. But she knew she had no right. And it didn’t take a genius to infer that Maggie probably had the same aversion to touch that Sofie had. Two broken girls from a broken home. She just hoped and hoped with all her might that Maggie hadn’t fallen as low as she had. Because unlike her, Maggie was good. Maggie had to be. Maggie didn’t whore herself out, Maggie didn’t kill. Maggie just had to be better than Sofie.

There it was. The question. It tore whatever remained of Sofie’s heart and a choked sob escaped her lips. How were you supposed to answer a question you didn’t really have the answer to? “I didn’t... I couldn’t... I don’t know, Maggie.” Sofie tried to control her heaving chest. “I’m an idiot... I’ve always regretted not bringing you with me...” More tears. “I didn’t know what I was doing, I didn’t know what would happen, I was a kid. I was terrified.” The self loathing just increased with every word, realizing how much it all sounded like bullshit. “I thought that they hated me. Not you. And that they’d leave you alone. And then I came back and you weren’t there anymore.” 

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madelinexpowell:

Madeline turned her head back towards the woman who was talking to her. Her head turned down to her bag, searching through it for a second for her wallet. “Oh shit.” She whispered, lifting her head up towards him. “Thank you, I appreciate it.”

“Oh, it’s no problem.” Sofie said softly, stepping closer to the blonde to hand her back her wallet. “It happens all the time.” She cleared her throat. “You missed the puddle by a tiny bit, so I hope nothing’s ruined.”

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maggiexcarter:

Thirteen. Maggie was thirteen the day her sister decided to leave and never come back, the day she decided to walk out and leave her behind. She thought of the years to come after that. All those cold nights sleeping on a park bench because she was terrified of becoming a tool for her father to use in his ring of money making. She thought of all the nights he tossed her around whenever he got too drunk because he needed something to hit. She remembered what happened after their neighbor called Social Services, the hope she had to be saved only to be put from place to place. How heartbroken she became because no one wanted a broken girl. 

Her eyes lifted up to the girl, tears instantly prickling in her eyes. Her feet were frozen to the ground. She could feel the memories coming over her. She had forgotten what Sofie looked like. Maybe it was the anger that clouded her or everything else that slowly broke her through the years. She moved her hand to side of her neck as if she was looking for something, feeling something. “Oh,” she muttered, not really sure what to say or how to feel in this moment.

There were tears in Maggie’s eyes and Sofie just wanted a bolt of lightning to shoot out of the sky and hit her in that instant. Because that’s what she did, this is what she had done all her life, she was poison. Sofie was unable to bring joy to other people, just pain. And that was all that she deserved. That’s why she thought that maybe if she left, their parents would stop being so awful and start giving Maggie the care she should have gotten. That’s why she tried to be silent and take it when her “clients” got rough and wanted to leave her black and blue and bleeding. Sofie deserved whatever punishment the universe wanted to send her way because of everything she had done. Especially to the younger brunette in front of her, the one that had an immense amount of despair in her eyes, much like herself.

“I just... I-I’ve been looking for you.” She whispered brokenly, not knowing what else to do or say. Just hiding her hands in her old, frayed jacket. “It’s been... It’s not been easy.” 

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allie-willis:

“I don’t think you have to try very hard.” Allie smiled, already glad that she could make this girl laugh and smile. She didn’t know her, but it seemed to her that she needed to smile more. Besides, when she did smile, it was one of the warmest Allie could ever remember seeing. It was like this light shining out of her. “No, no one’s waiting for me.” She admitted, trying not to think about how that was all she really wanted. “I don’t know what time it is either.” She admitted, her brow furrowing slightly before the girl’s stomach grumbled and she giggled, leaning into the brunette’s small frame. “See, your stomach clearly wants to join mine.” She stood up, linking arms with the girl. “Come Sofie with an f, we need breakfast.” She smiled before stumbling slightly as she started to walk towards the Coffee Bean.

Her cheeks kept doing it. The whole blushing and smiling and for once Sofie wished her skin wasn’t so deathly pale so the crimson wouldn’t be so blatantly obvious. “You’re... too kind. Way too kind.”, she replied with a soft chuckle, nudging a loose pebble with her shoe. “Oh. Well, that’s too bad. And it’s their loss.”, Sofie lamented with a tiny pout, regretting her question a little. The blonde seemed to radiate her own sunshine, who wouldn’t want to be around waiting for that? Especially in such a gloomy town. The brunette took out her flip-phone, but it was dead. “Uh, no clue. My battery is gone.” Then suddenly Allie was against her and Sofie surprised herself by not flinching. She always flinched. Because people coming closer usually meant pain. A slap, a punch, darker things. But Allie was soft and warm and somehow familiar. So Sofie had no problem in letting her close, supporting her with her bony frame. The brunette chuckled again, making sure Allie was steady on her feet. “Will you lead the way, madame? I haven’t been in this town long enough to know what’s open.” She stated with a light shrug, trying to stop herself from blatantly staring at the pretty girl hanging from her arm.

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maggiexcarter:

Maggie reached out, taking the item as she let a smile come along her lips. She turned her head towards her bag, putting her wallet back inside the bag as she glanced up back at the girl. There was so much that had been on Maggie’s mind as of lately and it felt like she was completely alone in this world of hers. She was stuck in this place of numbness and there was no way to escape it. She didn’t want to talk about it because she didn’t want pity but again she wanted people to know how much pain she was truly in.

Her thoughts disappeared when the girl said her name, her eyes widen slightly in a way of confusion. She didn’t understand how the girl knew who she was and how the girl knew her. She pressed her lips together, letting her eyes run over the girl slightly in order to put things together, in hopes for it. “Yeah… I’m Maggie.” She said softly. “And you are?”

Oh. Oh. That was a response that Sofie was definitely not expecting. She had run this scene in her head a billion times, always trying to think of all the possible outcomes that went from being completely ignored by her long lost sister to literally getting shot to death. Imagination tended to run wild in these cases. But now that she thought about it, Maggie’s reaction made perfect sense. They hadn’t seen each other in five years. Sofie could only imagine how much her own face had changed.

Swallowing hard the giant lump in her throat that wasn’t letting Sofie breathe properly, her mouth opened and closed like a dying fish. “...I-I’m–” No sound came out, just a wheeze. “It’s me... I’m Sofie. I’m... It’s Sofie, Maggie.”

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mollyxmatthews:

Molly walked down the street, shoving her hands into her pockets as she listened to her audio book, trying to find something to distract from finals. It was almost over.. At least for a couple weeks it was. She barely heard a voice, but she saw someone from the corner of her eye, turning her head to look back at them. She took her earbud out, looking at the girl.

“Actually yeah. Wow. Thank you.”

“It’s no problem, really.” Sofie said with a slight shrug and tried to smile. She gave the wallet back to the other brunette, taking a step back right after. “You, um... Seemed really into your thing.” She said lamely, gesturing at the headphones. “Almost had me jogging after you.” Sofie almost grimaced at hoe lame she sounded, running her fingers through her hair.

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maggiexcarter:

Maggie was walking away from the Coffee Bean, her mind was in a state tonight. She wanted to do everything she could to keep her mind off of everything. She crossed her arms over her chest, letting her bag dangle down by her legs as she moved her fingers up towards her head, pushing her fingers into her temples to keep back the memories from surfacing. Just a little break. That’s all she wanted but it was hard when now she was starting to feel like her existence in this town meant nothing. 

She almost didn’t hear the girl’s voice. Her head turned towards the voice, her eyes flickering down to the wallet she was holding out. “Wow, uh.” She nodded her head, noticing what it looked like. She reached out to take it from her. “How can I thank you, I don’t know what I would have done if I lost this.”

As Sofie mustered the strength to complete the simple task of giving the stranger her wallet back, she realized just how tired she was. Of being in this strange town with it’s strange secrets and people who she seemed to be invisible to. Of aimlessly searching around, day and night for a little brunette that looked like her (or so she imagined) and passing out, exhausted on an abandoned shack in the woods. Tired of spending her money on bus tickets to go three or four towns over, to find a deserted street corner to exercise her “craft” and make enough money to go back. The ache between her legs and the feeling of being a disgusting freak of nature stronger than ever.

But it was all for Maggie. Just a little longer, maybe. And then she could move on. Or just stop bothering at all. When would her brain catch up to her body and just let her give up?

Clearing her throat, she handed the item back. “It’s no problem”, she croaked softly. “You don’t have to thank me...” It was in that moment that Sofie chose to look up at the other girl and her entire world froze. There she was, in all her glory. Those eyes, those brown curls Sofie used to braid, the shadow of dimples that seldom made appearances. “...Maggie?” The older brunette squeaked out, voice breaking as she stood frozen to her spot, the universe spinning and a barrage of flashbacks and memories fighting to push through.

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verity-cross:

Verity noticed the slight blush and she couldn’t help but smile a little bit. Tucking a piece of her hair behind her own ear. “Thank you again. I’d be at a loss actually.” She stated, while looking over at the other woman. “Yes really.” Verity noticed the blush intensify but didn’t say anything. “Are you sure? Oh come on, your company can’t be that bad. And besides it’s a thank you for returning my wallet. We could get some lunch or something.” 

Looking down at her feet, Sofie shrugged sheepishly. “Just trying to do a good thing, y’know. Maybe karma will pay me back.” She mumbled coyly. “Well, um... I’m not really a talker. Or smart. I do know a great deal of useless facts about the world like how dueling is legal in Paraguay as long as the participants are registered blood donors.” Sofie mumbled nervously, her small smile still in place. “If you really don’t mind me embarrassing myself throughout lunch, then I gladly accept.” Plus, she was starving.

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allie-willis:

Allie wasn’t sure what time it was, she knew she had been out after the bars had closed but it seemed like it was morning. She was guessing it was morning because the girl didn’t seem like she would be the kind to walk around finding wallets in the dark. “You’re so nice.” She smiled, steadying herself before letting go of her grip on the girl’s arm. It was nice when the brunette returned her smile. “It’s very nice to meet you Sofie, with an f.” She giggled softly, before holding her hand out to shake hers. “I’m Allie.” At the question of where she lived, she frowned slightly, looking around. She wasn’t exactly sure what part of town she was in at the moment, everything just seemed sort of like a blur. “You know what I really want? Breakfast.” She nodded excitedly, thinking about her empty stomach. “Will you join me? Please. You saved my wallet and now my stomach needs the company.”

Sofie couldn’t help the soft whisper of a laugh that escaped her lips at the compliment. There were very, very few reasons in the present that made the brunette smile and this intoxicated stranger seemed to be one of them. “I’m just... Trying to be nice.” She smiled again, a little bigger this time and shook the blonde’s hand; it was warm. “Nice to meet you too, Allie,” she responded, trying to make her voice a little less lower, her stance a little less intimidated. Sofie scrunched her nose and chuckled quietly again, “You won’t get in trouble? Nobody waiting for you at home?” She asked softly, trying to ignore her own longing for somebody to be waiting for her. “Breakfast? I don’t even know what time it is...” And just with the perfect timing, Sofie’s stomach grumbled, which made her blush furiously. “If... If you really don’t mind.” She answered, surprising herself. Sofie wasn’t really someone for company and she didn’t want to burden the blonde. But there was something warm about her that just made the brunette accept.