drunk on rose water

fay riddle / 16 i've thought of angels choking on their halos.

[riddlemefay]

txt to dean

Dean: right but she didn't have to say it like that right?

Dean: she could have just not mentioned anything?

Dean: she probably is going to prom with some jock

Dean: what was Ophelia right about?

Fay: i guess she didn't have to but i see why she would

Fay: i don't know girls are a mystery to me too

Fay: prom is one thing i won't let you bail on anyway sorry

Fay: she's right about thinking i'm gay!

Fay: duh

[riddlemefay]

txt to dean

Dean: we were just talking and she was really specific about saying she liked me as just a friend

Dean: okay good because that's not okay

Dean: yeah I mean I'm pretty sure you'd be fine but I don't want you to do anything you don't feel ready for.

Fay: well she thinks you're in a relationship

Fay: yeah

Fay: i don't know

[riddlemefay]

txt to dean

Dean: She's just nice to everyone she would listen to anyone talk about anything I'm pretty sure.

Dean: none taken

Dean: well if she knows you don't have to feel coerced into telling anyone we can just tell her to back off

Fay: that's... fair

Fay: still i think she could

Fay: it's not that she's coercing me into anything

Fay: i was just thinking about everything after she left and she was... right about everything. and she's out and no one's really harassing her from what i know and bryce and xander are out too

[riddlemefay]

txt to dean

Dean: Why?

Dean: Like I said I don't think I have any prospects anyways

Dean: wait really?

Dean: how come?

Fay: she listens when you talk about your fish

Fay: i barely do that

Fay: no offense

Fay: i dunno

Fay: ophelia was hanging out with ben and gemini and she came into my room and started interrogating me about you

Fay: that sounds worse than it actually was

Fay: but i think she knows

Fay: or i think she thinks she knows

[riddlemefay]

txt to dean

Dean: oh I mean she's cute and everything

Dean: but she'd never be like into me or anything plus I wouldn't just bail on you

Fay: i think she'd like you

Fay: that's really nice of you but i don't want to hold you back in a fake relationship when you could be in a real one

Fay: i don't know i was kind of thinking and maybe it's time for me to come out anyway

Fay: i dunno

[riddlemefay]

txt to dean

Dean: whoops

Dean: oh uh nothing we've just been talking I guess?

Fay: that's nice i was just wondering if like

Fay: you had real feelings for her

[riddlemefay]

txt to dean

Dean: hey

Dean: already did

fay: .. no i didnt i stated that i gotta ask you something

fay: anyway

fay: what's up with lilah?

[riddlemefay]

txt to dean

fay: hey

fay: i gotta ask you something

[riddlemefay]

opheliastars:

Ophelia gave a slight shrug at the other girl’s statement. “In a boyish way, I guess,” she offered in response to the pretty comment. “What about the into my best friend part?” she questioned, raising her eyebrows. 

Fay shook her head. “I don’t know what you mean,” she responded, feigning ignorance. Of course she had noticed Dean’s more-than-friendly actions toward Lilah and she figured she would have to talk to him about it soon. “He’s allowed to have female friends,” she stated, shrugging her right shoulder.

[opheliastars]

riddlemefay:

“Amen to that,” Fay agreed, nodding her head once. She bit her tongue when Ophelia filled more of the space between them and crossed one leg over the other. One of her eyebrows shot up at the other girl’s comment. “Different how?”

“Unfortunately, though, your brother has a tendency to think with the wrong head,” she commented with a slight smirk and a little shrug of her shoulders. Ophelia shook her head slightly as if brushing off the question. “I don’t know,” she responded softly. “Someone prettier, maybe. A little more like you, and a little less into my best friend?” 

[riddlemefay]

Fay scoffed. “Oh, believe me, I know,” she assured the girl. Her eyes narrowed as Ophelia explained herself, feigning confusion. “I mean, he is like me. He’s a twin, that’s how we first bonded.” She shrugged, “I don’t know, I think he’s kind of pretty.”

[riddlemefay]

opheliastars:

Ophelia kinda shrugged. “I can only hope to never end up in a relationship like that,” she said, shaking her head at the thought. A smile slipped onto Ophelia’s lips at the other girl’s actions, a gesture she couldn’t quite help as this was going better than she expected. She leaned down slightly so their faces were even closer than before. “I agree completely,” she responded, her voice going a little softer than before. “I just mean that I picture you with someone different.”

“Amen to that,” Fay agreed, nodding her head once. She bit her tongue when Ophelia filled more of the space between them and crossed one leg over the other. One of her eyebrows shot up at the other girl’s comment. “Different how?”

[riddlemefay]

opheliastars:

Ophelia gave a little shrug. “But, hey, I mean, they’ve been broken up for like a month now. Maybe this time is the real deal,” she suggested, though she highly doubted it. She was sure that the two would split up for good at some point or another, but not until they were both done being dramatic, which didn’t seem to be quite yet. Ophelia wasn’t aiming to make Fay uncomfortable exactly, just to see what exactly she could get out of her, and things seemed to be heading in the right direction to her at least. “It’s been a while,” she argued, feigning disinterest in her tone despite the fact that she was obviously pushing the subject. She had wandered close enough to Fay’s desk now and she leaned against it for a moment before pushing up to sit on a clear space of it so her and Fay were so close they were nearly touching. “He doesn’t really seem your type though,” she said, keeping eye contact with the other girl. 

Fay let out a breathy laugh at Ophelia’s comment. “You never know with them,” she responded, rolling her eyes. Fay wondered why Ophelia was showing sudden interest in her and Dean’s relationship up until the brunette sat on her desk and she remembered: Ophelia was also gay. She panicked internally for a second before biting the inside of her cheek and turning her chair around to face her desk. She slid her elbow on to the desk and propped her head up with her hand so that she was looking up at Ophelia. “What’s the fun in a type?” Fay argued. “I don’t want to date the same person over and over again.”

[riddlemefay]

opheliastars:

“Too sweet sometimes,” Ophelia agreed as she stopped her snooping to actually look at Fay for a moment. She raised her eyebrows at the soulmate comment. “Don’t let Layla hear you say that,” she joked, though honestly she hadn’t really thought about Gemini and Ben as more than friends. They didn’t quite seem each other’s type. Or rather Ben seemed Gemini’s type but not the other way around. Gemini was too nice for Ben. “What about you and Dean?” she asked, changing the topic somewhat. “Soulmates?”

Fay raised her eyebrows for a split second and laughed, shaking her head. “Believe me, I wouldn’t dare.” Her laughter softened into an awkward chuckle after Ophelia brought up Dean again. She shifted in her seat, somewhat uncomfortably, but felt as if she had played it off casually. She shrugged her left shoulder. “I dunno,” she responded. “He’s really nice and I really enjoy him but it hasn’t been very long. I guess I’m just kind of seeing where it goes right now.”

[riddlemefay]

opheliastars:

A small chuckle slipped from Ophelia’s lips at Fay’s explanation. “Right, the fish,” she nodded, stepping into the girl’s bedroom despite the lack of invitation and wandering somewhat slowly to look around just a bit. “He keeps talking to Lilah about them. It confuses her,” she tells her, with a breathy laugh. “Don’t get me wrong, I love him, but I don’t get how Gemini stands to listen to him go on and on for so long.” 

“Lilah’s sweet,” Fay smiled, following Ophelia in her chair and sort of observing the girl as she observed her room. “Yeah, I get that,” she agreed, nodding her head. “Honestly, I’m, like, pretty sure they’re soulmates. Something about him changes when she’s around,” she shared, bringing her legs up to sit cross legged. She shrugged. “It’s nice.”

[riddlemefay]

opheliastars:

@riddlemefay

Call it a short attention span, but Ophelia had gotten bored hanging around with Gem and Ben and found herself wandering around the Riddles’ apartment after getting up to get herself a glass of water rather than hurry back to her friends. She was walking past Fay’s room when she noticed the door open and stopped in the doorway to peek in on the other girl. “Hey,” she said cheerfully as she leaned on the doorpost. “No Dean today?” she questioned. 

Fay sat at her desk with her laptop open to photoshop, editing her next Instagram post when Ophelia popped her head in. “Oh, hey,” she responded, spinning her chair around to face the girl and propping her elbow up on her desk. “Yeah, he had, uh, something?” She shook her head. “To do with his fish? I don’t know,” she said, laughing. “What about you? Getting bored of my brother?”

[riddlemefay]

opheliastars:

Ophelia still didn’t look up from her book, even though she certainly wasn’t focused on it now. “Just that I haven’t really been doing anything,” she offered in a way suggesting she wasn’t looking for confrontation even though her attitude was still rather stand offish. “I’ve mostly just been hanging out with Will and studying. Everyone else is busy.”

Fay thought back to the last few days and realized she hadn’t really seen Ophelia aside from when she woke up and went to sleep. “Oh,” was really all she found herself able to say. She had been spending a lot of time with Dean lately and the thought that this would in turn affect Ophelia hadn’t occurred to her. As she pulled her legs up to sit cross-legged, she made a mental note to make more time for her. “I’m sorry,” she finally said, feeling a little uncomfortable at even the slightest admission of fault. “I’m free now if you wanna do anything or just talk or something.”

[riddlemefay]

opheliastars:

Ophelia hardly even looked up when the other girl entered the room, instead keeping her focus on her potions textbook, rereading the same paragraph for what felt like the fiftieth time. “You tell me,” she responded with a slight shrug.

Fay furrowed her eyebrows and slumped, not expecting the mundane response coming from the girl. “What’s that supposed to mean?” she asked.