secrets from a girl ・゜゜・．

LORRAINE: so...

the moment spencer walked in through the door, he felt regret taking over him as he watched lorraine and heard her speak, which made him sigh loudly. “right, whatever, can you not talk for like two minutes? thanks.” he said, before rolling his eyes as he gathered his thoughts on why he was there - he wanted to get something for malcolm, he wasn’t sure why he was doing that, but he had put it in his mind and so he decided to stop there after a day of studying. “you talk way too fast, you need to calm down.” he repeated, as he looked around the store for a couple of moments and then looked back at lorraine. “do you have anything by rex orange county? i want to get it for my… friend.” he said, clearing his throat as he looked at the other - the faster he was out of there, the better.

she took a step back when spencer finally broke her long list of words. her mouth shut quickly and her head gave the other a simple nod. she began counting in her head, but instantly stopped when she realized he didn’t mean literally. the brunette gave the other a simple shrug. ‘ considering i’m on my fourth cup of coffee. ’, lorraine replied, but her voice much softer. she began to make herself look busy behind the register while the other browsed the store. ‘ hmm... ’, she began, moving out from behind the counter towards the records. ‘ i know someone sold a sealed one a few days ago. it might be in those new arrivals boxes in the front ! ’, lorraine encouraged. ‘ i could help you look if you’d like. ’

Olivers eyes widened at her mention of cinnamon rolls, but the idea of garlic knots was enough to make his mouth start watering. “Please, you can’t just mention garlic knots and then not make any.” Maybe cooking wasn’t the best idea at this moment, but he wasn’t thinking clearly. His steps were still a bit wonky, and though his vision was just the tiniest bit blurry he could tell they were close to their place. “L-Listen, I know it was the safest thing to do, you know walking and what not.” He hiccuped, moving his hands as he spoke, since Ollie was pretty vocal with his hands. “But that walk was too long, right?” Oliver pushed his hair out of his face, he didn’t plan to get this drunk and that’s probably why the walk was so difficult. As the two approached, Oliver dug his hands deep into his pockets before pulling his keys out and doing his best to open the door without screwing up. 

‘ you gotta help me then ! garlic knots are the most intricate, so specific, the most precise thing in the entire world. you could either do so so so well or fuck them up entirely. ’, lorraine began to go on a rant tangent, speaking out to the air. the brunette widened her eyes and let out a deep breath. ‘ i’m so glad you said that because i was literally losing by breath. sometimes i forget the face we’re in san fran. these hills are bad business. but hey... we made it ! ’, lori began to kick off her shoes before the door even open and picked them up to walk inside once it was. ‘ alright alright alright. ’, she began, putting on her best attempt in serious voice. lorraine wrapped her hair in a messy bun and pulled out the dough from the fridge. ‘ are you ready to see some magic. ’, her eyes were full of excitement as she leaned forward against the counter. 

loroids - pt 3

closed starter for @newrvmantic​

“Two…three…four…” Oliver was focused, attempting to count every step he took in order to try to sober himself up at least a little bit. Thankfully, he was walking beside his roomie, Lorraine, so he wasn’t alone. “Okay, maybe I drank just a littleeee too much. What about you?” Ollie turned towards the girl, laughing a bit. He was glad the two had decided to walk to the party so they could walk back, but all he could think about was the couch the two had in the living room, in moments like this it was way more comfortable than his bed. He also couldn’t wait to see Penny, his dog, some cuddles from the pup were necessary at this moment. “I can’t wait to get home and eat something. Do we still have any leftover treats you’ve made this past week or did we eat them all…” He pouted, placing a hand on his stomach. Ollie was rambling, but he couldn’t help it, it was what happened when he was drunk. 

the two were walking side by side for majority of the time, but somehow someway lorraine fell a few steps behind. that somehow someway was the fact that she just had to tip toe along the cracks of the sideway, turning every few seconds in some abstract walk. ‘ hm ? ’, her concentration on the floor broke when oliver asked a question. ‘ no yeah... completely sober. don’t know how you ended up this way. ’, the brunette completely lied with a small laugh, quitting her sidewalk game to quickly skip over to the other. ‘ i think i have left over chipotle... cinnamon rolls ! and i think i have some dough leftover. oh oh oh ! what if i make garlic knots ?! ’, the girl began to spit out ideas that seem a bit too far fetched. 

          when it came to being on stage , roman was a completely different person. music was his escape , his passion , he put every ounce of effort he could every time he performed. but tonight he knew she was there to watch him — lorraine. ever since their little thing had started he knew he could almost always count on seeing her face in the crowd. no matter if there were a hundred people ( an exaggeration , of course ) or only a couple , her face was one he always saw. it seemed only fair that he started giving her special treatment for being one of his biggest fans. so he had offered for her to get the closet seat to the show : right there behind stage ( really she was off to the side but that still counted as back stage ). 

            ” you think so? “ he had asked , grinning when he felt her leave a kiss on his cheek. his chest was heaving as he tried — unsuccessfully — to calm himself down from the rush of adrenaline streaming through his veins. “ how was the view from over here? better than the crowd , worse? “ though he hadn’t wanted to , he pulled away from her embrace in favor of grabbing himself his bottle of water. there was still a grin on his face even after he took a gulp of water. “ i liked having you here. i didn’t have to search through all those faces to find yours , you were right here.”

            the high of being on stage had dissipated into excitement of just knowing that lorraine had enjoyed it all. “ that good luck kiss of yours really worked. i might need you to do that for me more often. a congratulations kiss would be really nice too.”

it was like the past few weeks was something out of a book or maybe even one of the many many daydreams lorraine has on a day to day basis. she was a huge music lover, so it didn’t hurt for her to dream once in a while about dating someone in a band. though she was quite dating roman, it was something close enough and it still made the girl’s heart beat intensely. she nodded her head, with that stupid grin on her face still to answer his question. ‘ you would think it would be the best to be backstage. nothing really beats being in the crowd. ’, lorraine truthfully said. there was something about being in the rush of things that she enjoyed so much.

‘ uh i don’t know. i think i might just go back in the crowd. less lonely over there. ’, the brunette joked around, scrunching her nose up. though she enjoyed being in the crowd, it truthfully was nice to be able to see the other between sets with the special treatment and all. her eyebrows raised in surprise as his last words, her lips pressed together to hid the blush that immediately went to her cheeks. ‘ i mean... i feel like that’s the least i can do considering all you’ve done for me. backstage and all. ' she wasn’t a bold person, but this whole experience brought out some alter ego in lori. no matter the crowd back stage, she took a few steps forward to close the gap between the two again before pressing her lips onto his for a quick, shy kiss. 

          hearing someone call out her name had caught quinn off guard. head pounding , her eyes covered by sunglasses , she turned to whoever it was that had said it — of course it was lorraine. letting out a huff , she raised a brow. “what decorations?” it wasn’t entirely a dumb question. zeta tau was constantly doing events , a new theme every time. there were closets stuffed to the brink from the different décor from just the most recent year alone. she only knew that because she was guilty of shoving things away into what little spaces there was. she was lazy , sue her. “have you tried the closets?” there was some sass in that. this hangover of hers was not boding well for her and all she wanted was to lay down and get some shut eye for the next few hours. “you act like you don’t know where anything is. how long have you even been here?”

the girl, already frustrated, combed her fingers through her hair and clenched her jaw. every single interaction with the other left lorraine wondering who was ever in fault - even questioning herself. ‘ of fucking course you didn’t pay attention during our meeting. for the pie throwing fundraiser for the charity ? ring a bell or is there just nothing up there ? ’, the brunette pressed her lips together. for the most part lorraine was as sweet as a cupcake, seeing the cup half full. yet, whenever the short haired blonde stood in front of her, all of lori’s morals and values were crumbled up and dropkicked out the door. ‘ seriously q, drink a liquid iv. i have one in my purse if you want one. you were supposed to be in charge of decorations, not me, not eloise. you. ’

' thank you so so so so so much for doing this, lalz ! ’, lo exclaimed, expressing her gratitude towards the other. for some reason she had lied to the last guy she went on a date with, in a way to impress him or something. either way, now lorraine was stuck in the lie where she was a bartender with the license and everything. after a few days of panicking, but continuing on the lie she had reached out to lala to ask her for some bartending help. ‘ seriously. i have no clue why i said what i said. he liked the drink he ordered and i just spazzed out and told him i was a bartender. i could barely make a glass of water ! what the fuck is wrong with me ?! ’

loroids  - pt 2

her smile was the biggest. her cheeks were easily sore, but the girl grinned through the night anyhow. the set was beautiful tonight. lori couldn’t really point it out, but compared to the other nights this one seemed special. she had no idea how she got here, but one thing led to another and there she was standing backstage at roman’s show, swaying the music. her hands began to clap together when the show came to an end and her lips let out a tamed woo. her blue eyes glimmered under the dim purple stage lights, but in reality it was mostly because she was in a constant state of awe whenever roman was on stage. ‘ hey you ! ’, lorraine giggled when the other officially got off the stage. ‘ you were amazing... as usual. ’, she hummed while softly pulling the other by the collar of his shirt in for an embrace and a quick kiss on his cheek. 

there was many good reasons why lorraine didn’t spend too much time in the sorority house - the biggest one being the relationships she had with some of the other girls. all good reasons she supposed. if it wasn’t for eloise, lori probably would have left the sorority on her own terms already. but she tried not to think about it that much. she still was on good terms with majority of them and that was what mattered to lo. as all those thoughts rushed through her head, the one person she didn’t want expect to see passed by her. ‘ quinn. ’, she called out. ‘ quick question. do you know where the decorations are for the fundraiser event ? ’