DEFINITELY, MAYBE. → BRITTANY/CHIARA.
TAGGING → Chiara Lopez, Brittany Pierce.
TIME FRAME → Saturday, late night.
LOCATION → Chiara's room.
GENERAL NOTES → It's short, sorryyyy.
CHIARA:
It was nothing if not abnormal for Chiara to spend her day in her room, doing absolutely nothing. Usually, it was shopping, partying, or something at least a little exciting. Today, though, it had been the total opposite, and Netflix had gotten more attention that it probably had in months. That fact left Chiara going a little stir crazy in her room, and suddenly she regretted her choice of just chilling all day. Then again, she couldn't feel too bad for herself, because suddenly she found herself awaiting a hot blonde to entertain her. Even if their initial intentions were to watching more Netflix, Chiara had a strong doubt that that was what was going to actually happen. In simple terms, she was a very sexual being, and Brittany was a very hot being, and when you combined those two factors, the end result was a very horny Chiara, and the last thing on her mind was Netflix. Crawling out of her bed, Chiara set to work on making herself not only presentable, but desirable. She pulled her hair out of her ponytail, ruffling it out to give it a tousled look, brushed her teeth, and threw on a black set of lingerie that was sure to get a reaction out of the Pierce in question, but put on some yoga shorts and a tank top that revealed a hint of her abs, just in case things didn't go as planned. Just in time, the Lopez heard a knock at her door, and finished applying a thin layer of lip gloss to her lips. She sauntered over to the door, opening it and leaning against the frame. "Hey there," she greeted with a hint of a grin playing at the edges of her lips, eyes instantly moving to survey the blonde's body. "Glad you could make it."