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“can you just take the box and let me leave?” she questioned, extending her hands towards the other as rain began to pour down harder. “really? another apology? how many of those you got left?” ever said, raising her voice slightly as the power went out in the apartment. “of course- of course this would happen.”

“you could. you just won’t–yet.” rhyse smiled and shifted her weight, nearly climbing on top of the other girl. “but what happens when i fuck you till you forget his name?”

murphy couldn’t help but roll her eyes at the other’s words. as if it were that simple, as if she could end this relationship she had on a whim without giving it thought. her cheeks nervously blushed as the other climbed on top, her hands laying on her thighs. “it’s not about the sex- it’s more complicated than that.”

‘CUT’ was shouted from somewhere in the room, making the lights come on, making the blonde squint at the brightness of the room. “that was great,” she said to her costar, feeling that her cheeks were still blushed from the scene. “if you have some time, i’d love to run over a couple lines with you some time,” lark suggested, fidgeting with the rings on her fingers. 

“say you’ll leave him,” rhyse nodded, moving closer to murphy as she spoke. by now, she couldn’t care less about his feelings. a hand came up to brush murphy’s hair behind her ear and she leaned forward. “what if i could show you that you don’t need him?”

“i can’t,” she said, looking over to the blonde that was sitting beside her. “and how would you do that, rhy?” she questioned, turning her body towards the other as they spoke.