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@bekindnoora
renemory.
“get me one? pretty please?” ren stood, hand out, batting her eyes before giving a laugh. “my tolerance is ridiculously high - another one won’t get me even close to where i wanna be. it’s the weekend, where is all the parties, that’s what i wanna know. i’ve got zero plans.”
“I know a club downtown.” Noora told her, handing her a beer with a shy smile. “There’s dancing and... It’s a lot of fun, if you’d like to go?” She offered, sipping from her beer. “It’s a big party.”
renemory.
“i’ve never had a sister, or many friends,” ren admitted nonchalantly, shrugging, as the fact never really bothered her. she had people - those she would talk to sometimes, maybe hang-out with on occasion. “you just seemed a little… i don’t know, uncomfortable.”
Noora let out an uncomfortable laugh, finishing her beer. “No, never.” She lied, feigning confidence. “I’m always comfortable.” She insisted, hopping off the counter and grabbing a new beer from the fridge.
renemory.
it was starting to become obvious how uncomfortable noora felt - and ren started to wonder why that was. “should i go?” she asked bluntly, but holding no hostility in her voice. “sorry, i mean, is this like… weird?”
Noora blinked, surprised that the woman had the ability to be so blunt with her thoughts. “I... I mean, I didn’t think it was. We’re like sisters now, right?” She smiled nervously. “Sisters hang out and talk.”
renemory.
finishing off her beer, ren’s eyes were already glancing around for the next one. “yeah, well, i hope i get that someday, too. it sucks being gay - the good ones are all taken or, well, not gay,” she laughed lightly, running a hand through her platinum strands. “then again, i don’t think i’d like being married anyway. i’m too wild.”
Noora tensed at the word gay, feeling her cheeks flush. She knew that there was no way Ren could know about her; she was married to the girl’s brother after all. “I didn’t think I would either, but then... Y’know. He asked.” She mumbled.
renemory.
beside her, ren leaned her elbows on the counter, standing. “don’t get me wrong - he’s great, once you get past the farts and burping and video games,” she counted off on her fingers, finishing her statement off with a drink. “i’m only teasing. i’m happy for you guys, really, i’m glad you two are happy together. what sister would i be if i didn’t give you a hard time?”
Noora scrunched up her nose, trying not to give anything away. It wasn’t that she and Brian had issues, it was just that he was... A bit of an overgrown child. Immature. “You’d be a terrible sister.” Noora looked down, smiling down at the floor. “Thank you, though, we’re very happy.”
renemory.
it would be foolish to assume that ren hadn’t noticed the quick, shy up and down that noora had given her. interested, ren took an appreciative peek of her own, eyeing her brothers wife from the back until they reached the kitchen. “thanks,” she replied, popping the lid and taking a long gulp. “so. brian? really. he doesn’t strike me as…. your type.”
“Who says I have a type?” Noora asked, before catching herself and adding. “And he is. He’s funny.” She explained, taking a gulp of beer. “I like funny guys.” Noora hopped up on the counter, kicking her legs.
renemory.
they’d gotten married so fast - ren had hardly gotten the time to even get to know her new sister-in-law. “i distinctively remember you saying the words beer, so pay up, pretty,” ren reminded with an upbeat tone, a stark contrast to her dark layers of make-up. she removed her jacket, glancing for a rack or some place to leave it out of the way.
Noora looked the girl over, thinking that she’d gotten all the good genes out of the family. As nice as Brian was, he just wasn’t that attractive. But he was nice. A decent man. “Yeah, yeah. Follow me.” She led the girl to the kitchen, grabbing a beer from the fridge and handing it to Ren. “It’s shit, but it works.”
renemory.
“what, the newly weds are apart? gasp, i’m in shock,” ren teased, a smile ghosting her lips as she entered the home, eyes glancing around. “nice, no wonder he never comes by anymore.”
“Well, he’s having a boys night, so.” Noora shrugged, closing the front door and leaning against it. “Yeah, I really like it. It’s a dream.” She smiled, almost shy as she glanced around her new home.
“Oh, hey.” Noora smiled, opening the front door, a drink in hand. “Brian isn’t here right now; he went out.” She explained shyly, leaning against the door frame. “You can come wait for him? Grab a beer?”