LEONCITA.

Havannah watched the younger girl wander closer, talking of surprises and then wanting a kiss. Or to kiss. And the picture was clear in her head of just what kind of relationship she had with her twin. She was never into girls, but it was apparent enough that Savannah was. No pain, no gain, she thought to herself as she put on a brave face and lean in to kiss the stranger, mentally cursing her sister.

Head tipped up eagerly, Luciana happily accepted the kiss, allowing herself to smile against the other woman’s lips. It didn’t really occur to her that there had been no typical smirk, no purred good girl—all she knew was that she had missed her girlfriend. As much as she wanted to push forward and press for more affection, she pulled away sooner than she wanted to, hands coming up to her coat. “Wanna unwrap me?”

Havannah heard the door open, and then heard her sister’s name be called. There was no harm in impersonating her sister. Nothing to gain or lose, she thought. No idea who exactly this small young woman was to her sister, she decided to roll with the hits, smiling as she ran her hand through her blonde locks. “Mm it does look good doesn’t it? I decided to try the whole, new year; new me nonsense.” Standing up, she picked up her bowl of fruit and headed towards the kitchen. “What’s with the trench coat? Going to a flash mob later?” She smirked.

"It looks incredible,” Luciana confirmed, her face only mildly heating up at the mention of the trench coat. “I have a surprise for you,” she confessed. Deciding it was obvious enough was it was, she pressed on. “It was cold as fuck getting over here though, so you might need to take the edge off a lil.” With that said, she wandered her way closer. “Besos, por favor.”

@lucianarey

Out grabbing last minute gifts, Savannah told Luci to head on over to her apartment while she was out, not knowing that she had an intruder in her home already. Meanwhile her blonde counterpart was in her home already, making herself at home, sitting on the couch enjoying a bowl of fresh fruit waiting for her dear sister.

It was cold and the trench coat idea was feeling less and less worth it, but Luciana reminded herself through her shivering on her way into Savannah’s apartment building that the reaction would be worth it, no matter how tiny it may be. With a backpack on and a duffel bag clutched to her chest, she found her way to where she wanted to be, by this point learning to just let herself in. “Savannah?” She called out, setting her back down by the wall, coat still clutched tight around her by the time she found who she was looking for, but the one change was hard to miss. “Holy shit.” She perked up. “You look- wow.”

Savannah: You didn’t think to ask me if I was busy but yet demand lots of my attention

Savannah: boy you are lucky you’re cute. If it were anyone else I’d have their head by now

Luci: it’s faster if i just demand it, i find.

Savannah: Mhm. It’s a legit thing you can do. It’s the only thing you can do if you want 20+ hours of attention. I’m not gluing you to me.