#thread: juniper

[youllalwaysbemyporcelain]

@wvsteria

Sailor takes a seat after her and Juniper finish practicing, offering Juniper a bottle of water. "Thank you for dancing with me. You're fucking amazing."

[youllalwaysbemyporcelain]

@wvsteria

Sailor takes a drink of her water as she finishes up practice. She turns to Juniper, smiling and handing her a water as well. "You're a fantastic dancer."

[d--plots]

@dcvvnbrcck

So, the plan was perfect. Maia had watched in the lobby for a solid hour, trying to decide whose room to bust into, and when she saw him leave, he was on his phone a lot, so she figured he was probably someone important or something. Whatever. The point was, the guy wasn’t coming back in the middle of the day to his hotel room, which made it the perfect room to choose. The next few parts were easy. She popped the top two buttons of her blouse--normally, it made her feel cheap, but she’d never forget what Janice had told her about men losing their brains when they saw a bit of skin--and made sure to wait for the male concierge to be available. A few tears, a bullshit story about a fight and her kicking him out, and bam! One suite key.

When she got to the room, she didn’t bother with his shit. Sometimes, she’d steal a few singles, but today, she only had one thing on her mind: a hot shower. She’d considered a bath too, but there was something special about the spray feeling when she felt so grimy. Maybe, if she got in and out fast enough, she’d come back tomorrow for the tub. She washed herself first, taking her time, before stripping down, grabbing one of the complimentary robes, and filling the tub with cold water to wash her clothes in. It was no washing machine, but it would get the worst of the smells and stains out. 

It was while she was lying on the massive bed, brushing her hair just to enjoy the feeling of it and enjoying one of those little mints they leave on the pillows when the door popped open and the guy walked in. He looked furious, so, naturally, the first thing out of Maia’s mouth was, “I can explain.” Followed shortly by, “And, before you get mad, you weren’t even using that bathroom.” So, yeah. Perfect plan. Mostly.