[uses a hip bump to knock on Dot's door] Hey, Munch, guess who.
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[uses a hip bump to knock on Dot's door] Hey, Munch, guess who.
dot--lucas replied to your post:.
LITERALLY THAT AND JEALOUS IS ALL MY FRIEND AND I LISTENED TO LAST NIGHT NOT KIDDING U
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Was she proud of herself? A little.
She laid on her stomach, eyeing the dozing girl beside her, watching the steady rise and fall of her bare chest.
Was this weird? Oh, totally.
Was it the booze? The party vibes? The sheer thrill of having whatever she wanted? Had she even wanted this?
Sure. Maybe.
Who knows.
But laying in bed beside her best friend’s girlfriend was a weird kind of victory— a twisted kind of win that she knew would take a while to explain to her friend. But he’d probably just ask if they got it on video, anyways.
Taffyta sat up, running her fingers through her hair, her gaze flickering to the clock. It was past nine-thirty— early for Saturday, late for a one-night-stand to be staying. Leaning over, holding the sheets to her chest, the blonde shoved Dot roughly, narrowing her eyes to make herself as intimidating as possible as her companion rolled over lazily and blinked herself awake. Before Dot could even speak, Taffy began, her voice sugary.
"Fun night. But get out of my bed."