#int:mae.

[malicieuses]

One would think that a job at the library would be painfully boring. One would also be wrong about that small, deluded little fact. Her day to day life was anything but, between difficult college students, hoardes of unruly children in for a makeshift field trip, and even the occasionally reckless do it your self mom, there was never dull moment. Regardless, she was tired, evident in the way that exhausted sigh pushed passed her lips at the sound of the door opening and closing.

She’d forgotten to lock it when the clock struck closing time, and now she was going to have to explain that to some stranger. A moment, a pause taken, glasses pushed up the bridge of her nose until she was prepared to face to so called music. Big brown eyes shifted up, only to widen in surprise at the familiar face standing in front of her desk.

“You...” A pause for composure, trying to shake the shock from her voice. “Not who I expected, but were closed.”

@personalhells

[malicieuses]

Mae was aware that her best friend was not an only child. They had been friends for months now, and there were always vague family photos, but none of them seemed to do any real justice to her brother. The same brother, that popped up casually on her tinder account two weeks ago. Granted, she’d laughed when she said yes, assuming there was no way he’d bother to do the same.

The laughing stopped when the notification came that they had matched, paired with a message that she’d replied to in secret. After all, it wasn’t the ideal situation, but the conversation turned into something and eventually, the last time she’d been there, the pair had taken advantage of that close proximity.

This was the second time, and she assumed that it would not be a repeat. After all, they’d agreed that it was risky, too dangerous to keep sneaking around, which explains why she’s currently leaving the bathroom, fresh from the shower, and entirely bare underneath the soft silk of her robe, not a care in the world. Her best friend is asleep, early again, but she couldn’t, so maybe the hot water would lull her into that.

That is, until she hears him coming up the stairs, stopping once he reached the top. A grin curling on her features. “No, no.” Whispered, waving in his direction as she tried to keep herself from laughing. “Get back down there.”

@vivccious