Elena

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    What was she doing here? This was a place that was so open and public with its contestants sexuality, when Leni wasn’t quite sure where she stood. She stood in front of the overly large mirror, ribboned with beautifully carved architecture looking at her reflection that played differently than the face she normally put on. “Oh—pardon me..” The widow caught a glimpse of another body in her reflection. Her voice was posed as gently startled, but it was the door that had been cracked open for a reason. Just opened enough for someone to watch her change. It was her subtle way of being alluring with her sexuality. God, she loved women. She had been with women, but there came a time in Leni’s life where she had forgotten who she really was, made up by who she had pretended to be. 

Lately Elena had been feeling herself -- with her best friend missing all she could do was walk around aimlessly when she felt like it. It was strange to be sober for so long but she knew that whenever Catie came home -- she would most likely need her to be sober. As she walked through the house, the brunette pushed her brows together seeing one of the bedroom doors open -- something that didn’t really happen here since the women liked some privacy. Stopping to catch a glimpse of whose bedroom it was, Elena smirked slightly as the other woman changed. She couldn’t help herself, as much as she tried to look away to give the blonde some respect. “Uh.... sorry” She trailed off and she got caught, not being completely sorry about it. If there were beautiful women around -- then Elena was going to look at them.

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catiejames:

“It does not, not at all.” She said with a slight pout since Elena was using that tone. She knew that eventually the topic of Elena being drunk was going to come up, it always did. “Drunk off your ass.” She said with a shrug, maybe if she acted like it wasn’t a huge deal it wouldn’t blow up, that wasn’t something she wanted right now. Though she knew it wouldn’t work, she cared too much to not make it a big deal. “So? It didn’t have a lot of time to get big before we moved. It could get big quick here. You don’t know if you don’t try.” She said as her eyes moved to her best friend’s, her eyebrows raising. “I don’t lie about things like that.” She said with a shake of her head, though a smile played on her lips. “It’s great but unrealistic in the sense of everybody having sex in empty rooms.” She said with a laugh before she sucked in a breath. “It is perfectly fair to pout..”

As Catie gave her a slight pout, Elena put her hand over the blondes mouth “Stop pouting, you know what that does to me” She said with a frown. As the blonde said she was drunk off her ass, the green eyed woman quickly shook her head “If I was drunk off my ass, I would be passed out, probably somewhere I don’t know” She informed the older woman with a grin on her lips. “I don’t want to try” Elena said, shrugging her shoulders. Ever since she stopped seeing her therapist and doing something she actually enjoyed, partying was the way she wanted to spend her time. “Oh” She said with a slight pout. “I guess we’ll have to keep the sex to our bedrooms then. Or other places of the house -- if you’re up for that” She said with a smirk. Even if they didn’t have sex too often, Elena still brought up the subject and enjoyed teasing Catie about it. “I disagree. You know what your pout does to me. So not fair.” She said, moving slightly on the others lap to make herself comfortable once again.

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ohfuckinmaeve:

“Oh sweetheart,  it was partly boring. I’m just really thankful I had the tour team with me and not in a different trailer,” Maeve said with a laugh. “Thank you, thank you. What’d I miss?”

“Oh. Well -- at least it wasn’t completely boring. What were you touring for?” Elena never kept up with what everyone did in the house and she was sure that if she did, she’d probably get some peoples jobs mixed up. “Uh... good question. I’m not really sure. I’m never really home and if I am... well... I’m usually passed out drunk or in my room with someone so... I’m not the best person to ask that question to” She said with a shrug of her shoulders.

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ohfuckinmaeve:

“Oh my fucking gosh,” Maeve said as she slumped down on the couch right after she dropped her bags, “I missed this place! Living in tour buses bore the fuck out of me!”

“I’ve never been on a tour bus before so I wouldn’t know if they were truly boring or not” Elena said, looking up from her phone and at Maeve. “Welcome back to the land of reality TV. Where nothing is ever really boring”

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catiejames:

“It does not. Not at all.” She replied, not liking that Elena was slurring but she didn’t want this to end up being a fight so she’d stay quiet for tonight. She sighed and shook her head, “I should have known that. You usually only get like this when you don’t have work. Why did you stop?” She asked, a laugh leaving her lips. “Can I know?” She said in a teasing tone. “Oh shut up, you’re an easy person to love. And I mean that in the best way possible.” She admitted. “That would probably get me fired. It’s not like Grey’s Anatomy. Trust me.” She said with a laugh, her head shaking. “Not the same at all.”

“It dooooes” The brunette said with a slight whining tone. She was surprised at the fact that Catie hadn’t asked her about the drinking -- feeling like she might have already and wondered what held her back from asking. “Get like what?” Elena asked, arching her brow slightly. She was trying to get a slight rise out of Catie, liking seeing her like that, sometimes and being reminded the blonde cared about her. Shrugging her shoulders, the green eyed woman crinkled her nose “My thing wasn’t that big in America -- didn’t see the point of bringing it over here” Elena said in complete honesty. The brunette let out a small laugh and shook her head “Now you’re lying” She said with a giggle. “Never seen Grey’s Anatomy” Elena shrugged. “Oh, is it not?” Elena asked, kissing down the blondes neck once again and nipping at the curve. “Pouting must be extra unfair, then” She teased, a smirk playing on her lips.

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catiejames:

“Makes things fun, huh?” She replied with a grin, her head shaking now. She knew they both knew how to get the other person, knew what little things worked on the other. It was a good thing but at times it was a bad thing, not actually bad but bad in the sense that it worked on Catie and she sometimes gave in when she didn’t want to. “What about work? What’s going on with that?” She asked, knowing she’d had her own partying phase and she hated that Elena was doing it again but she knew trying to stop it backfired and she didn’t want that again. “That means a lot to me. I hope you know that.” She said softly, “And I love who you are too.” She said with a smile. “Oh, but even a small amount of time could mean a persons life ending.” She said with a shrug. “It’s really not.” She muttered, her teeth sinking into her lower lip. “That’s a different level of unfair than pouting ever could be.”

“It does. Makes it extremely fun” The brunette commented -- her voice slurring slightly. As Catie asked her about her work, the younger woman arched her brow slightly before laughing. She wondered if Catie knew her at all -- whenever she was in this phase, or slump -- Elena didn’t find work or did any. “I don’t work, Caaaaatie. I’m only on this show.” The green eyed woman stated. “You can be my sugar mama” She said in a slightly teasing tone, a giggle escaping her. The younger woman tilted her head to the side in slight confusion “Not sure how you could love who I am but I appreciate it” Running her teeth along her lower lip, she pouted slightly. “Damn. I guess I’m never going to live out the fantasy of having sex with a nurse in a empty hospital bed” Elena shook her head slightly in protest to what the blonde was saying “I think it’s on the same level as pouting. Don’t pout and I won’t feel the need to kiss your lips or neck”

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catiejames:

“And that’s not fair, I’m not always a very patient person, you know that.” She said with a chuckle, her head shaking. “I don’t believe that at all. Your life has never been boring. You always have something going on, at least that I’ve seen and heard. So spill.” She said with a grin. She knew Elena thought she had a boring life but she saw otherwise, the girl always had something she was doing, things that kept Catie entertained when she heard the stories at least.  She could tell the younger girl was holding her breath, her eyes on the other girl. “It’s just who I am.” She said with a shrug. “That might get me fired.” She grinned, “It is.” She muttered, returning the kiss before she sucked in a breath. “That is not fair…”

“That’s what makes things fun” The brunette said with a smirk playing on her lips. Elena knew exactly how to get to Catie -- no matter what they were doing. She was pretty sure that the blonde knew how to get to her, too and had no troubles doing that. “I’ve just been partying. Living it up” She said with a shrug of her shoulders. The brunette felt like Catie wouldn’t approve of what she was doing -- so it was probably best to avoid the subject. “I love who you are” Elena said, a soft grin playing on her lips. Even if Caties work did keep her occupied a lot, Elena knew it was because she cared and wanted to help people. Something she admired about the older woman. “I wouldn’t get you fired. I wouldn’t distract you for too long” The brunette said with a grin. “If pouting is fair than what I do is fair” The brunette giggled, kissing along Caties jawline and down her neck before pulling way. “Completely fair”

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catiejames:

Catie raised her eyebrows at the words. She knew the teasing would always be there with them. It had been from the moment they met and nothing would change that. “I could, but then you wouldn’t be able to tell me about what’s been going on with you and I can’t have that.” She said softly as she leaned in slightly, unable to help herself from teasing the younger girl. “Exactly.  I missed you.” She replied, her head nodding. “I would like that but I do love work, you know that.” She admitted, her eyebrows raising. “Will you?” She asked, her eyes on the other girl. “Pouting is always fair.” She muttered, her lips still pouting.

“I could” The brunette protested. “It’d just take me a little longer” She pointed out. “Nothing’s been going on with me, anyway. So you’re not missing out on much” The brunette said with a small chuckle. Elena always thought that her life was boring -- and she was right, nothing really happened in her life. As Catie leaned closer to her, Elena bit her lower lip, holding her breath slightly. Even if they had kissed a thousand times before, every time there was teasing involved -- it felt like a different level. “My little workaholic” She said with an affectionate tone. “I might have to come see you at work, then. Distract you there” She grinned. “No. It’s not” The younger woman said before pressing her lips to Caties and nipping at her lower lip. “Pouting is the opposite of fair”