she stared up at the ceiling as she lied in donna’s king-sized bed , thinking much about nothing as she waited so that they could go out. the hand that wasn’t lazily laying on her stomach was petting mindlessly at gabbana , who was sleeping quietly next to her. donna’s apartment was much more ... different than pearl’s. it was modern , sleek , minimalistic. it was an aesthetic pearl could only dream about , but alas , her’s followed a bohemian style that came with the apartment’s structure. it wasn’t her first choice of places to stay , but she wasn’t paying the monthly rent for it either. the contrast always threw the blonde in for a loop whenever she came over , but she liked it. “ your room is so pretty , “ she commented almost indifferently , still glued to the nothingness that was the ceiling. after a few moments of silence , the doe-eyed woman sat up on the sheets , pushing herself so that her back was against the bed-frame , attention now on the other. “ do you still wanna go out ? i’m not trying to back out , but like , i’d be cool just staying here , too. we can watch movies or something. “ a shrug rolled off her shoulders , eyes still stuck on donna in hopes for a reaction to answer her question before her mouth moved. “ it’s whatever you wanna do. i’m fine going to the club as well , but i might not come back with you if that’s the case. “ // @hqdonna