blurry vision

Mia saw the blur of a person before they ducked inside. She didn’t expect that person to be Billie. Though she knew it was a foolish thought Mia had hoped to avoid her until graduation. The pain and regret from their relationship was still too fresh for her comfort. And deep down she knew she still cared for her. “No umbrella? How like you.” The words hurt her more than she thought it would hurt Billie. 

Not necessarily the reaction she was expecting, though, she wasn't exactly sure what she expected from Mia, “Don’t own an umbrella. So, that made the decision pretty easy.” One of her roommates definitely did, but Billie hadn’t bothered to check before she’d left. She paused, eyes flicking over the other quickly, “Doesn’t look like you have one either, so, we’re even.” They weren't even, not even a little bit, Billie knew that, but that extended much further than just their mutual lack of umbrellas. 

“i do,” she replied, pressing her body against the other woman’s with a devious smirk as she moved her own hands down to grab billie’s firm ass for good measure. admittedly, the power dynamic was enticing and she enjoyed shifting roles from time to time, even if she had to let go of the control she greedily kept for herself. without warning, she pulled her hands away slowly, resting them on the other’s waist before pushing her onto the nearest chair. “anything i want?” those words uttered and she found herself straddling billie’s hips, her legs wrapping tightly around her roommate’s body. “why can’t i be both?” 

– “I DON’T WANT YOUR FUCKING TEXTBOOKS,” claire snaps. she knows she doesn’t come from as affluent of a family as a lot of the gallagher students with their government ties, but she certainly doesn’t want to be seen as the sort of person who needs handouts. “and i don’t have much use for your loyalty,” she adds, voice dripping with disdain. “but i guess i wouldn’t say no to your help. whoever wins could owe the other a favor?” 

over the last few days, she had succeeded in crossing the line with billie and in different positions and locations. still, she couldn’t get enough of the brash femme or her skilled tongue, metaphorical and literal speaking. she was intoxicating and everything maitê should have despised in a person. “i can be a good girl,” she murmured in an uncharacteristically soft octave, moving billie’s hand from her waist to her ass in one swift motion. “all you have to do is ask.” 

It had just begun to rain and Mia had forgotten her umbrella. With a sigh she sat down and waited for it to stop or calm down. Normally she would take off her shoes and run through the rain not caring if she got soaked or not. She loved the rain. But today she had too many old books that would not fair well with this type of weather. 

Billie ducked inside quickly, hoping to escape the rain. She, of course, didn't even own an umbrella and was determined not to mess up her hair too much, but once she realized who was sitting in front of her, she had a half a mind to just turn right back around. Her urge to run was strong, but she really didn’t want to step back out into the rain, “Rain came on fast.” She muttered lamely, not daring to make eye contact with Mia. 

            “  of course i’m busy , i’m always busy.  i’m a busy man. “ of course he wasn’t busy , he was dying of boredom actually.  however , he let himself be dragged , it wasn’t like his studies were important or anything —- not like his future depended on them.  billie had been interesting , in any other situation he would have left so quickly but —- he had nowhere to run.  “ depends how stupid you want to be —– “ 

– CLAIRE RAISES HER EYEBROWS AT BILLIE’S SUGGESTION. she likes the idea of a bet, however… “oh yeah?” she laughs. “what the hell would you have that i want? i’d win, so the prize matters.” 

fluttering her eyelashes in a coquettish fashion, maitê approached the other femme cautiously, taking her sweet time to close the gap between the pair. “evil? you don’t mean that now, do you, gostosa?” her thick accent practically dripped from the spoken words, prompting her to lick her lips experimentally whilst keeping her gaze on the woman. “you weren’t saying that last night or the night before that either.” 

     “ You are improving, at least, “  she offered timidly, knowing that her improving wasn’t as much as she should be.  At her question, Kass quickly shook her head.   “ You’re definitely NOT dumbass level, “   she assured her, a hint of a smile spreading on her lips despite herself.   “ It’s not easy, you know ?  It’s a different way of thinking, all zeros and ones.  The fact that you’re trying a class on it at all is frankly very impressive. “   The pride was evident in her tone, but Kass realized a second too late that she was probably looking like a heart-eyed fool.  Her teeth nipped at her bottom lip.   “ Try not to think of it so much as computers, right ?  More like a foreign language. “  

“I feel like I’m at dumbass level.” Billie grumbled, though she was thankful that Kass didn’t think so- or, at least, was saying so. She grinned at the other girl as she continued, ducking her head the slightest bit to try and hide her blush, “I don’t know about impressive, I’m just tryin’ to be well-rounded, ya know? I feel like a lot of people just see me as the ‘I’ll kick your ass, no questions asked’ sort of spy. And I don’t want to be just that.” She shrugged, it was a little vulnerable admitting it out loud, so she figured she’d play it off as casual, “I... I’m not great at foreign languages, but I do know more about that than this shit.” Billie gave Kass a warm smile, “Thanks for, uh, being willing to help me, by the way. I know I’m not the easiest student.” She rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly. 

ophelia dramatically slumped down on the sofa in the dorm lounge, her head flopping off of the cushions and her feet up over the back. her hair hung off the edge haphazardly. “i thing we need a– what are they called?” she pulled a lolipop from her skirt pocket. “a vending machine. for sweets. i’m running out from the kilo bag i bought when i went into town last week.” 

billie quirked an eyebrow as ophelia landed on the couch, “i mean, you could always sneak into the kitchen and see what they have.” she shrugged, “that’s what i would do... if you’re really desperate, i may be able to spare some snacks.” her voice was low, not wanting anyone else to insert themselves into the conversation. billie had a sweet tooth herself and so she stocked up, stuffing a box of candy under her bed. 

@bhcrrison

    “ Why don’t we take a break ? “   Kass offered to the girl beside her, pulling her laptop away so Billie no longer had to stare at the combination of ones and zeros on her screen.  They had been going at this for nearly forty minutes, and the brunette could tell she wasn’t really getting to the other girl yet.   Kass was afraid this would happen, that she wouldn’t be a very good teacher – but how could she say no to Billie Harrison ?   “ Are you feeling any better about the coding ? “   she chewed on her bottom lip, a little afraid of the answer. 

Billie leaned back in her chair, folding her arms with a sigh, “Ok, yeah.” She glanced at Kass as she asked the question, a shrug falling from her shoulders followed by another heavy sigh, “I mean... I feel better, I just don’t feel great.” She hated not being good at something. She liked to be the best and to be knowledgable, but when it came to coding she felt like a complete idiot, “I probably sound like a total dumbass tryin’ to understand this shit. Why can’t I get it?” Billie was frustrated. And a little embarrassed, failing so miserably in front of Kass was not what she had wanted, at all, but it was a little too late to worry about that now. 

“hot take: unlikable women characters are MORE likable than likable men characters.”