#c:mylori

[astereaholloway]

@sratqueens

was it wrong for aster to feel almost...giddy, as she headed up towards mylori’s room? sure, the blonde had been outed to the entire world--or at the very least, her entire world--but aster had only seen it as an opportunity to stop hiding. for once and for all. it’d been the primary reason the two had broken up in the first place--and aster would’ve been lying to herself if she denied still being in love with the country gal. and myl had sent aster a birthday present--anonymously, sure, but she wasn’t dumb and well...it was a flannel, after all. aster straightened herself out, almost nervous as she knocked on mylori’s door, rocking back on her heels in a way that the redhead never did. “myl? y’in there?”

[astereaholloway]

@sratqueens

it was one of those rare moments where aster let herself loosen up and have fun at one of these functions--after all, rho pi rho was her sorority’s brother frat--it was only right. with her third beer in one hand and the other on the waist of a random zeta zeta phi gal, her movements were lazy as she danced against the other. it wasn’t a sloppy lazy, but rather a you’re just a distraction lazy, aster’s eyes scanning the crowd in search for the girl she’d rather be grinding against. and well, as she wished it: she spotted the familiar blonde from afar and abruptly disappeared from the zeta’s side, carelessly shoving past others to get to the other, “hey there, country mama,” aster forced her way to besides mylori, a hand instinctively coming to rest at the small of the girl’s back, “pretty darn funny spottin’ ya here, sweet cheeks--keep runnin’ into each other like this.” her country accent was...terrible.