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Well look who it is.
I’m not pretending. Just because we go to school together and you’re my bros best friend doesn’t mean I remember your name. But it is the first time I’ve forgotten a pretty girls name. Yes it’s that much of a surprise. We don’t usually talk. I guess I can make an exception this time.
You sure know how to make a girl feel memorable. The compliment was a nice save, though. Thank you for that. It was really flattering. I know we don't, but maybe we could change that? I can promise you won't regret it.
But you deserve pretty words from me. I’m glad you think I’m thoughtful though, I try to do things for you, since I suck with words. I don’t know, something about you did it for me. As much as I enjoy being with guys and having them gawk over me, there’s something more with girls. With you. I agree, night calls from my girl would be amazing. I wouldn’t mind being that lame couple that falls asleep on the phone. Exactly, I make studying fun and study breaks even more fun.
I am very happy about it. Yes to take out, for sure! I don’t know, maybe we could just watch some lame TV together, that’s always fun.
I don't need them, though. I'm perfectly happy just to be able to call you my girlfriend. Well, in private, anyway... But I don't mind that, of course, because you're my girlfriend either way. Too bad all they can do is gawk. I wonder if they'd be jealous or turned on by the fact that you're not into guys, though knowing them, it'd probably be the latter. Hey, they're not lame! They're actually really cute. Cheesy, I'll admit, but still cute. It'd be amazing if we could do that, though. I know you're not a huge fan of the mushy stuff, but I love that you wouldn't mind it with me.
Then takeout it is! Hmm, I don't really care what we do. You'll be here with me, and frankly, that's all that matters. So, when should we do our first date night?
Uptown Girl and a Backstreet Guy || Zig & Tori
At the sound of Tori’s voice, Zig snapped out of his stupor and met her gaze, noticing the mischievous glint. As she stepped away from the curtain, exposing just enough, Zig couldn’t help but lick his lips, eyeing her hungrily. “Is that an invitation?” He asked, arching a brow. Whether or not she was just teasing him didn’t matter — at least, not until she said otherwise. “Maybe I should, just in case.” He said, a smug grin tugging at his mouth as he closed the door behind him and locked it before crossing the tiled floor. Drawing the shower curtain back, Zig took in the sight before him, admiring every inch of her body from her round breasts to her flat stomach and down the slender legs that had been wrapped securely around him not even an hour ago. He licked his lips again, feeling his jeans becoming tight once more, and wishing he had switched over to sweatpants when he had the chance — granted, his arousal would’ve been even more obvious, but at least it wouldn’t be so constricted. Glancing back up at her face, he saw how she wasn’t bothering to hide her amusement, knowing full well what kind of effect she was having on him. “Mind if I join you? I don’t think I can wait for that cold shower, after all.” With that said, he stripped down and hopped in, not caring if it inconvenienced her or not — it wasn’t his fault he only had one bathroom and since it was his, she had no room to complain. ”Like what you see?” He asked, throwing her a playful smirk.
The hungry look in Zig's green hues intrigued Tori. It wasn't long at all until she found herself eyeing him with just as much interest, her teeth sinking into her lower lip as she watched his tongue flick over his own. "Maybe," she replied, offering him a flirty smirk. When Zig pulled back the shower curtain, exposing Tori entirely, she didn't bother trying to cover herself up--for one, there was no point, not in the direction they were headed; and two, the curly-haired girl was perfectly comfortable with being admired so openly. She knew she had a reason to be confident with her physique, and with the way Zig's eyes raked over her body appreciatively, she had a feeling he would agree. The grin already quirking her lips grew when the lump in his jeans made itself known, confirming just how attractive he found her. "I don't see why not. There's plenty of room for the both of us," Tori replied, edging back under the shower head and focusing on Zig as he stripped out of his clothes. "Definitely," she answered, snaking one hand over his shoulder and to the back of his neck. Without a word, she tugged him closer until the hot water was running over the both of them, pressing her body up against his as she leaned up and placed a kiss on his lips. While the tip of her tongue slid against his lower lip, asking for entrance, Tori pressed her back against the tiled walls, a sharp noise coming from her throat at how chilly they were. The heat of their bodies and the water was a sharp contrast to the cold tiles, but it did nothing to deter the craving she felt for Zig.
Phone call ✆ Immy
Imogen: -sighs- Tori, there's a reason that you've turned me away since I got here... Now you're drunk. -shakes her head- Trust me, you're going to hate yourself in the morning for this... you might even deny it, too. -sighs- You and Zig are great, okay? You don't mean any of this... you don't. -raises her brow- What are you talking about? I want to see you all the time... even if you're like this. I do. I just don't know if it's a good idea, but that mean I want to see you any less. Really. -exhales deeply- Don't worry about it, I'll be there. And if I hear things, well I'll pretend that I didn't. -Nods as if Tori can see her- Of course, I'm sure. I want to. I'll be there in like fifteen minutes, okay?
Tori: -takes a deep, slow breath- Okay, if you're sure... I guess we'll have to continue this conversation when you get here. I'll wait for you in the living room with some blankets so that we can talk... -pauses before continuing hesitantly- I-I missed you, you know... I'm glad that you're coming over. -sighs- See you soon, Ims.
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A Fleeting Fairytale
Katie: couldn't wrap her head around the evening, it was strange. It wasn't an oddity in a bad way, in fact she welcomed the foreignness. There was just something about that she couldn't grasp. Before her vacation had began, the last thing she suspected was that her time would be spent with the younger girl. Tori was had always maintain a particular place in her life. It was almost as if she was on some pedestal of which Katie had placed her. It wasn't common for her to place anyone at high esteems; yet, she'd done exactly that with the raven haired girl. Her dating history had been a prime example of just that fact. No one ever measured up to the younger female that had captivated her attention from some time. She'd never actually thought she'd have the opportunity to delve into that, but now they were. Tonight was exactly that for them. Finding some rhyme or reason, it was what they'd both needed. Perhaps her alone, she didn't know. Taking out her phone, she grinned. It was one more action that made the whole ordeal real. Tapping lightly on the screen, she let Tori know that she'd been there in a few moments. The drive was taking longer than she'd expected, but luckily she arrived in the general vicinity of the dorms minutes later. Parking in the deserted parking lot, she quickly got herself out the car. Instantaneously she wondered if she should have brought flowers or anything else. It wasn't exactly something in her character, and she had no bearing on how girls did things. Her eyes immediately caught Tori causing all her doubt to disperse. A faint grin tugged at her lips. “Waiting on someone,” she joked loudly, as her steps sped up. Once she was before her, she let her eyes take in everything. A broadened smile formed before she leaned forward. Placing a delicate kiss on her lips, she pulled back. “Hey you,” she greeted, with a unrelenting smile.
Tori: perked up immediately when she saw Katie's car pull into the parking lot outside of the dorm. She wasted no time stepping out to greet her, a gleeful grin tugging at the corners of her lips as they rushed forward towards each other. "Just this beautiful girl I've had my eye on for ages," the brunette joked back, resting her hands on Katie's hips when she bent over and gave her a peck. Although it was brief, Tori took a second to keep her eyes shut and a smile on her face, savoring the moment. "Hey yourself," she replied easily when she opened her eyes again. "I know it hasn't been long and all, but I missed you." And it was true. The only other time the curly-haired girl had ever missed someone after merely hours apart was the first night the two had ever been together. Tori usually thought it was crazy and unrealistic when couples claimed that they missed each other after only just parting, but when the two girls had woken up that morning only to be separated not long after, she understood the feeling. "C'mon, let's go inside. I hope you're hungry, because tonight's dinner will be the best thing you'll ever taste," Tori grinned, wiggling her eyebrows playfully as she laced their hands together and tugged her into the dorm. "The pasta won't take long to make, so we could start preparing the dessert when dinner is almost done cooking," she explained as she led them past the stairs and down the hall, heading towards the kitchen. When they arrived, Tori looked up at Katie with an eager smile. She leaned up to give her a peck on the cheek before releasing her hand and walking towards the refrigerator. "When was the last time you had a home-cooked meal?" she asked as she pulled out the things she'd need for the chicken florentine pasta. As the brunette pulled out the ziplock bags of diced chicken breast, she spotted the two bottles of white wine she bought when she went grocery shopping. She pulled one of them out and held it out for Katie to see. "Want a glass while we wait for the food?"
text || niner
Jake: I'm shocked, too. Consider it an itch that I need scratched or something. Why the hell would a date help me remember you without your clothes on? Of course, I meant some other shit. Really? You want me to do that... /that/. I don't know if I can. I think my tongue is broken.
Tori: I think I can help you with that. Well, for one, if the date goes right, you might actually get to see me with my clothes off again. Really? Damn, that sucks. Now that I think about it, my mouth isn't working either. Looks like neither of us is getting any. Oh well.
A Fleeting Fairytale || Katie & Tori
A Fleeting Fairytale || Katie & Tori
Tori: checked the kitchen for the ingredients for the fourth time that evening. It was going to be the third night she and Katie would ever spend together, and with the way the evening before had gone, she was determined to make tonight just as perfect, if not more. She wasn't about to let a simple dish undermine what she was striving for. The curly-haired girl knew what she really wanted, though--to impress Katie. Not once in her entire dating history has she ever really cared for going the extra mile for her boy toys; they were temporary distractions, so why would it matter to her what they thought of her? All they were useful for was to bring her to her climax, but once they were incapable of doing that, they instantly became disposable. Katie, however, was an exception; to Tori, she always had been. She was the only one who ever had the ability to entice the curly-haired girl in all of the ways that mattered, the only person who could open a cage of both nervous and ecstatic butterflies in her stomach. The least she could do was give the older girl a reason to stick around. Once Tori confirmed (for the fifth time) that she wasn't missing anything she'd need that night, she went back to her room and started getting ready. Although this was technically a date, Tori didn't feel the need to get all dolled up--she /did/, however, put on a nice pair of underwear, in case their suggestive texts led to something later. Pulling out her phone, Tori opened her messages and promptly typed, "I'll wait for you by the dorm's entrance," before sending it to Katie. Once it had gone through, she skipped downstairs to the main door and waited, peeking outside of the windows every now and then like a child looking for the ice cream truck.
text || niner
Jake: Hey niner, you want to grab some food this weekend? I think I need you to refresh my memory of what happened between us. Plus, I could use a damn good blow job. You up for it?
Tori: This weekend would be great, actually. What brought this on? I'm surprised that you asked me all on your own without me bugging you about it. You think a date could help you remember? Or are you hinting at something else? Ugh, blow jobs... Maybe, if you return the favor. Are /you/ up for it?
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Phone call ✆ Immy
Imogen: Um, it's... never mind, you got it, Tor. That's right. -chuckles in spite of herself, the laugh only continue hearing about the alcohol. Soon she turns serious again.- What are you talking about... I-I haven't... I couldn't... it doesn't matter, okay? We can't talk about this because of your boyfriend not because of what y-you think. -smiles slightly- You're not a doofus... I mean maybe a little, but not for the reasons you think. -sighs- Look, you can't be alone right now... Not like this. So, I'm coming over, okay? -closes her eyes for a second, trying to regain her composure- You're not bothering me or anything. I wasn't sleeping anyway... It's not like I really have anything to do. Fio-- some of my friends are out of town right now anyway. Plus... this is kind of more important. - swallows- Um, is the key still under the flower pot or....?
Tori: -frowns- Are you laughing at me? Did I say it wrong? You've always laughed at me when I mess something up. -presses her lips together in an attempt to keep her bottom lip from trembling- No, Imogen. What are /you/ talking about? It might not matter to you but... it might mean the world to me... Oh, him? Is that what this is about? -laughs humorlessly- The relationship he and I have can't even compare to what you and I had, Immy. How can you not see that by now? I thought it was so obvious... -eyes widen- You don't have to do that. Really. It'll be better for the both of us if we just... kept our distance from each other. You probably don't want to see me like this, anyway... You might hear things you don't want to hear. -rakes a nervous hand through her scalp- The key's still there but... A-are you sure? You don't have to do anything you don't want to...
Well look who it is.
Tori, right? I’m surprised to see you following me. Couldn’t get enough me at school I see.
Oh come on, Owen. We're not at school, so you don't have to pretend you don't know me. Tris and I have been best friends since forever, remember? Is it really such a surprise? I just thought it'd be a good way to maybe become friends with you, too.
Soo Kayt's out with the LumbrJake
sulkinG is for wilmps and that’fs one thing I’m not. pshhh no why would i want to say the acbs at a party? imm just not gonna wear pantz. we cannn?? IL DONWLOAD THESONG NOW!
but torwi I wants to be a coYote! umm I cant remmber….
I know, or else there'd be a book called "Diary of a Wimpy Maya". No pants, no problem! We don't need them anyway if we're gonna be dancing to "Old Time Rock and Roll". I even have my own pink button-down shirt!
I'm sure Piper Perabo would be flattered, but maybe next time, when you're not drunk. Okay, do you at least remember what you drank?
Soo Kayt's out with the LumbrJake
No iM not gonna sulkk fuq that im don sulking! I dun wont to go to a bar. You have to wear pnts there and I hates them. I’mma dance on the bar in the ktchen silly goose! Toriiii you should come over and dnace twoo!!
Good. Sulking is for party poopers anyway, which you so clearly aren't. Are you inviting me over to your house for an ABC party of two? Or rather ABP, but you get what I mean. Sure, I'll go over and dance with you. We can even recreate that scene from Risky Business.
But no bars, especially dancing on them. How much have you had to drink?
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Soo Kayt's out with the LumbrJake
Mom and dad ar outt of town so I can partyyy hard whoop whoop! iMma be a coyote! now to figure out how to gte on the barr…
And by "party hard", you mean "sulk around in the middle of the night because I couldn't get into a bar" right? Because, I hate to break it to you My, but you can hardly pass for a high schooler, let alone someone who can legally drink.
Uptown Girl and a Backstreet Guy || Zig & Tori
Zig made a face. “It’s just hair. It can’t take that long to wash.” Honestly, he didn’t get women — at least not their grooming habits. His mother was the same way, spending a good twenty minutes in the bathroom every morning before she went to work. It only took him five, at the very most. In, shampoo, rinse, out. Voila. Rolling his eyes for what seemed like the umpteenth time that day, Zig turned his attention back to his meal, practically scarfing the rest down. He heard the shower running as he carried his empty dish to the sink, and proceeded to wash both his and Tori’s, as well as the pots they’d used, before drying them off and putting them back in their respective cupboards. He was just putting the last pot away when he heard Tori’s voice. With an annoyed sigh, he made his way over. “Isn’t there one already in there?” As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he remembered that no, there wasn’t — because he had used the only towel in there the night before, and it was currently on his bedroom floor. He grimaced. “Hold on.” He told her, retrieving two spare towels from the hallway closet before returning. “Okay, I’m coming in!” He announced, opening the door. He was immediately bombarded with steam and waved some out of his face, but came to a halt when he noticed Tori’s head poking out from behind the shower curtain. He tried very hard (okay, that was a lie) not to think about her, or her very naked and wet body, but given that she was right in front of him and the only thing separating them was a thin sheet of vinyl… it was kind of difficult. In that moment, he didn’t care that she would probably use up the hot water — because he was going to need a cold shower that night. And in the morning. And probably many mornings after.
At the sight of the towel in Zig's hands, Tori exhaled in relief. With the way the weather has been, the last thing she would've wanted was to step out of a hot shower only to find herself without something to dry herself off with. "Thanks. Just hang it on the door or something," she said. She was about to go back to taking a shower when she realized that Zig hadn't responded. "Are you brain-dead or something?" Tori asked sarcastically, giving him an expectant look. The faraway look in his deep green hues showed her that he wasn't listening; even if his eyes were unfocused, they were fixated on her. As that little fact dawned on Tori, a lightbulb went off in her head. It was just a hunch, but even if she turned out to be wrong, the little experiment she was about to perform would snap Zig out of whatever trance he lost himself in. "Why are you staring at me like that?" the brunette asked, raising an eyebrow provocatively. With a hand, she pulled the shower curtain away from her body, but not enough to actually expose herself. "I'm sure I don't have anything you haven't already seen or touched. Unless you want to confirm it for yourself?" Nothing amused Tori more than how easy it was to rouse up a guy, and as an impish glint lit up her dark eyes, she watched him interestedly, waiting for his reaction.
