Domnessica || Girl's Night
It took awhile, but by the time Dom and Jess had Apparated back to their apartment, Dom had successful stopped crying and had calmed down significantly. She always felt guilty falling apart around Jess, even though she was the only person she felt comfortable enough actually breaking down in front of. It had been months, and Jess never once complained about her- she had done exactly what a best friend should have: Listened, calmed her down, and assured her everything would be alright. As she ran her hands over her face to wipe away the final remnants of her tears, she looked back over at Jess and threw her arms around her once more suddenly. "Thank you again, Jess. You really are the best," she whispered, pulling away and smiling gently.
When they'd gotten inside, Dom threw her bag onto the floor and stepped out of her shoes, wiggling her toes happily at the freedom. "I'm gonna go change into PJs, and then we're breaking out that booze immediately, alright?" she said, heading to her bedroom and beginning to undress as she walked. Throwing her clothes on the floor, she opened her dresser and retrieved her favorite pajamas- striped green and black pants and a matching green tank top. When she'd changed, she grabbed a hair tie from her dresser and pulled her brown hair into a ponytail, looking in the mirror and frowning slightly as she noticed her blonde roots beginning to peek through.
"This hair is becoming a pain in the ass," she called to Jess, noticing a few of her favorite shot glasses on her bedside table and grabbing two. "By the way, we're doing shots at some point!" she yelled, finally exiting her room and making her way towards the living room.