hall of fame

“I mean, I do ask. Just… not like that and certainly not for a threesome. I’m not even lookin’ for one. I got caught up in that dumb truth or dare thing that came out a couple weeks ago.” Afrodita admitted with a slight crinkle of her nose. It definitely wasn’t the impression she wanted to give an unfamiliar face.

“I hope you throw in a please and thank you,” Cat joked dryly. “Right, the truth or dare thing...” Trailing off, her mind went to the truth she’d been sent that she had yet to answer. At least now there was proper context to what the other woman had said. “Why did we sign up for it again?” 

a hand on her heart, sofia devolved into a laugh – her own idiocy never surprising her. she wasn’t sure why she hadn’t expected to be disturbed, in a house full of women, but there she was: jumping at shadows. or rather, pretty strangers.  “ my fault, really. i’ve gotta install a doorbell on this thing. ”  she teased, tapping her own head. spotting the cigarette, sofia went unperturbed. she smoked as well, although more socially, than habitually.  “ … i don’t bite, y’know. ”  sofia pointing out, referencing the distance between them – and invitation for the woman to join her, if she wanted to.

Shaking her head in amusement, a small grin broke the usually stoic look that typically adorned Cat’s face. Most nights when she ventured out there, she enjoyed the alone time, though she couldn’t say she minded her present company. This woman seemed tasteful, or her humour veered towards Cat’s tastes, at least. “Careful, I’ve heard there’s no warranty on those things.” She jested lightly in return. “Noted, but who says I don’t?” Regardless, she leisurely moved closer to the brunette, taking her up on the unspoken invitation. 

“Exactly” She said with a wink. She then nodded her head “Of course.” she added a moment later, “Exciting drinks are only exciting if you really enjoy them, otherwise they’re just–drinks.” Eve said with a flippant wave of her hand again. She got into a rhythm when she mixed drinks, it was almost hypnotising when she got to do it. She understood why people loved this as a job. “Seem pretty sweet to me.” she said tilting her own glass before taking a small sip of the sour drink. “So, Cat–what is it you do in life other than come and join this amazin’ show?”

“I think all drinks are ‘just drinks’ personally.” Cat acknowledged with a small shrug, never one to be excessive or stray on the fancy side when she indulged in alcohol. “Stick around, you’ll learn I’m more dry than anything.” Bringing her glass to her lips, between the taste and previously watching the other woman get in her groove as she made them, it was almost enough for her to miss her stints as a bartender. “Officially? I’m a manager at a lingerie store. Unofficially? A lot of things.” 

Corey’s eyes snapped up at the sound of Cat’s voice, thankfully most of her modesty was preserved for the sake of Corey’s sanity. “Uh - sure. And maybe you can never bring this up again?” she smiled sheepishly but got up nonetheless. So Corey entered the small Sauna but somehow managed to sit a ridiculous amount of distance away from Cat. “So how is your day going?”

“That can be arranged.” Cat promised with another small chuckle, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around herself before she took a seat, amusement clear at the obvious distance between them. “Good, it’s been pretty quiet.” She offered with a small shrug, the quiet wasn’t something she minded, especially since joining the show. “And how’s your day going? You know, small mishap aside.” A quick tap to her own nose was given to demonstrate her meaning. 

Joey: So, how much have you been checking the outer part of my Joey bundle? You are. And yeah! I've never been one for social or universal regulations anyway. If it goes beyond gravity, nourishment, and sleep, I tend to ignore it.

Joey: Confidence is sexy. It's actually something I find most attractive in a woman, so if my attention is something you'd be interested in receiving, please flaunt away.

Joey: I do. I'll send a cat signal if you promise to come in the costume to my rescue. None whatsoever. Please do.

Cat: Oh enough, trust me on that. You've got to pave your own path, right? If life's taught me anything, it's that. A girl after my own heart.

Cat: Okay you caught me, I'm actually not much of a flaunter. Confidence, however, I have in spades, so hopefully that's enough to wow you and keep your interest.

Joey: I guess it's good that my first impression with you couldn't have gone much better. I'm rather lucky that your auroa and energy seems to vibe with mine. You seem like a beautiful person, and well, that's harder to find than pretty people. Although, don't get twisted. You're a cheat code and have both.

Joey: I thought I proved that by asking you out?

Joey: I do aim to please. Great! I'll walk down the hall to pick you up from your room. Dress however you want. I want to see you, not what you think you should wear.

Cat: I could say the same to you, on all accounts. A pretty face is one thing, but auroras and energies are more important, especially given their rarity. You seem like a beautiful person too, it's just a bonus your outside matches. Am I just? Good, fuck the system.

Cat: You did, I just didn't want to make you aware of my enormous ego too soon.

“Uh - yeah, I need a minute.” Corey pinched at the bridge of her nose. It was sore, but she doubted it was bruised and it definitely wasn’t bloody. “I can see your boob, I mean you’re busy. I’m gonna just leave and maybe never come back because I can never show my face here again.” The last part was mumbled under her breath. She managed to open the door on the second try and went to sit on a bench right outside the sauna, her cheeks flushed from not just the dry heat the room had given off. Leaning forward, she rested her head on her knees. “What the fuck is wrong with you, Corey?” She asked herself. 

Nodding in understanding, Cat fought to keep her grin from getting too big. At the woman’s slip, she chuckled again, definitely amused at both her reactions and the interaction as a whole. It was certainly different to any she’d encountered so far being on the show. Giving Corey a moment, and also to let her own amusement at the situation simmer down, Cat waited a few minutes before she followed her out, opening the door and peeking her head out, sensing that more full blown nudity might not be the wisest decision at the moment. “I can’t help answer that,” she quipped, “But I can put a towel on if you want to come back in.” 

Joey: Oh that's good. I don't think I'm capable of turning it off with you, so no worries. What is it about first impressions again? I think it means this is our thing now.

Joey: That's one of my favorite drinks.

Joey: Amazing! I bought a rooftop space with indoor and outdoor capabilities, so it's going really well. I'm picking up that my charm is a favorite of yours. How about I give you some of it in person on Friday at seven?

Cat: I'm glad for this incapability of yours. Word on the street is they're the most important. I guess it is, and I can't say I mind it in the slightest.

Cat: A woman with superb taste, I'm not surprised.

“The first?” Iza questioned with a raised brow. It wasn’t that Cat seemed easy, she was just surprised nobody had made a move at her. Beautiful, sweet and charismatic? It certainly made the other woman a catch. “Well, I am honored. I hope it’s worth it.” And with that, Iza closed the distance between their lips, wet skin pressing against wet skin, and kissed Cat with all she was worth. 

Hookups were something Cat found herself indulging in less as she got older. Not for shallow reasons, she just had to feel a connection that ran deeper than a pretty face to get anywhere with someone - even if it was just for a night of fun. Iza managed to meet the criteria she wasn’t even too sure of herself, though anyone who got her to venture out and do things she didn’t normally do tended to. “No pressure, right?” She joked lightly, voice more of a mumble before her lips met Iza’s once more. 

Lizbeth was taken aback, not expecting that much. She reached out and took the phone before plugging her phone number into. “Thank you, I’m Lizbeth and this is Alaina. Though she prefers Lainey.”

“It’s nice to meet you both.” Though there was certainly no harm in getting to know more of her housemates, the words didn’t usually fall from Cat’s lips, adding the layer of politeness if only for the sake of the child at Lizbeth’s side. “I’m Catriona, though I prefer Cat.” Her eyes moving from the other woman to the child, she offered a small smile. “So I get where you’re coming from there.” 

Joey: Well, you could have tragically had a head contusion in my absence. Then I would simply have to take joy in charming you again.

Joey: I'm glad you follow age old traditions.

Joey: I was lost in opening the restaurant. Well, getting it ready to open. But all is good now. I am here trying to restore balance back in my life.

Cat: Never fear, I try to keep the tragedies to a minimum, so no head injuries were suffered in your absence. Feel free to keep the charm coming anyway.

Cat: Just call me old fashioned.