@cynicallyflamboyant

Opening the window Faith was given a right away question. "Hi." She let her friend jump inside before giving an answer. "My friend invite me to their party and I can bring a friend, so..." Faith motion towards an invitation that lay on the table. It read...

Invitation for Faith Connors You may bring a Plus One Dress in your best Saturday, 10th of July at 7 PM. Join us for cocktails and appetizers at the Regetta Bay, Bloch tower

Faith had never told Celeste that she had any friends from hiCaste. "We should buy some clothes before we go there." It was still an early morning so they had time. "They recommend me a place where we can go shopping." Faith smile, but she seem just a bit nervous. Clearly she hadn't been at secret parties like this one that often and Celeste even less so. "And we are not going to crash the party." Faith add as she close the window of the safe house they were in.

“Cel, stop..” Faith started as her eyes followed the other who now circled behind her only to rest their head on her shoulder “..Messing with me.” They had been close like this countless times before but now it felt different. Celeste sounded different. Celeste acted different.

And she was nervous as hell.

Connors cursed in her mind as the blonde made a remark about her earlier outburst. “Don’t.. Don’t make fun of me.” She spoke with a stammering breath as she pleaded that Cel for once in her life wouldn’t screw around. She stood still with her hands tightly pressed against her sides. Her whole body was tense as if she was chained against a steel pole.

A weekend at the Regatta bay waterfront would be perfect.

The last light of the sun was barely visible in the horizon.

The sky turn dark blue with a tint of yellow which was painted by the lights of the city below it. Still, the couple sitting on the edge of a rooftop remain in the dark. The streetlamps in the old town didn't turn on anymore. The only lights near them were the ones behind the windows of people's home and the old billboard sign couple blocks away. The streets below them were mostly abandoned at this hour. It was quiet and peaceful, opposite to the new City of Glass.

It is a nice night... The runner thought.

Faith hold Celeste's hand as they watch the city skyline. It was a comfortable silence. Both of them had finished their delivery runs for the day. This is nice. She squeeze Celeste's hand gently before letting go. Faith pull her bag closer and took out a thermos bottle. She open it up and pour one cup of tea. After taking a sip from it she offer it to Celeste with a smile. "Here."

“Ah.. Ah..”

Heavy breaths. Erratic heavy breaths. A muffled whisper turning into a sharp whimper before the first few moans were heard. The two runners had forgotten where they were, in what situation they were in, as they let their passion take over their senses. The adrenaline hadn’t run it’s course right after they had given the cops the slip and at its high the ravenette had kissed the blonde and the blonde had in return shoved her against the wall to grope her.. And more.

“Cel wait.. W-Wait.“ The words came out of breath and with great struggle as they had to be spoken between moans and almost aggressive grunting. Faith let out a whimper as she felt the thrusts go on.“I heard.. H-Nhm.. Heard someone.” It was difficult to focus on anything but what they were doing but Faith forced herself to do so. She forced Cel to do so by pushing her back just enough to slow things down. “Shit. Quick!” Now she heard them clearly.

Both of them gave a voice for their frustration as they pulled off from each other. Faith panted rapidly as she pulled her capris from her knees back up and Cel did less so as she zipped her jeans.

“About that..” She started almost apologetically as she took a brief look at her courier bag as if it was something serious. The runner opened her mouth again to speak but let the moment linger for a second longer before saying “..It’s my day off.” with a smile. Faith never was the one who was good with jokes but at least she was good at playful teasing like this.

Pulling the strap of her bag over her head she let it drop on the floor and gave it a slight kick to make it slide into the corner of the gym room. “I thought I would find you here.” She went on and now let her eyes set on the blonde. Though they were friends Faith was attracted to Cel in more ways than one so it wasn’t a surprise to herself how she stared at the other’s form with her lingering gaze. However she was subtle enough to do this when the blonde set the weights aside and knew to swift her focus to her friend’s eyes instead of her body when she took a seat.

Connors would approach her and stop right in front of Cel only to look down at her with the most intimidating stare she could do. “I’m here to challenge you.” She said with dead serious tone and then, without further explanation, pulled off her top and tossed it to the corner. She would retain the eye contact as she pulled her capris down and slid them away across the floor which left the ravenette only in her black sports bra and boxer briefs.

“You aren’t scared, are you?” She provoked the other by giving shoulder a rough push to initiate a sparring match between the two. After all, Faith loved her thrills.

At first there was no answer but after a long moment, almost a minute later, there was a sigh and annoyed tone “I know how to hide my location, thank you.” Sure, the police always searched for people who were monitoring their chatter but Faith was good enough as a hacker to hide her tracks and quick enough to pull the plug before they could pin her location if they would actually notice her.

“Cel, I’m fine. Really.” Faith spoke absent minded as she still focused on the computer screen instead of the woman laying in bed behind her. “Just go to sleep.” Connors appreciated her friend’s concern but it wasn’t necessary. All she wished was that she would get off her back.

“Merc worries too much..” Her tone was annoyed but it had a hint of appreciation as well. It felt good to have someone to worry about her. “..And thanks for not blabbering.” That one was accompanied with a lazy punch against the blonde’s shoulder. “Though it’s only to avoid more work, so it doesn’t really count.”

Faith was too occupied on going through the photos she just took to notice the way Celeste was looking at her. The smile, the warm yet worried expression, she had as she looked over her friend. The ravenette only snapped out of it after the other ruffled her hair “Hey!” She raised her voice a bit but didn’t push the hand away but instead leaned forward in attempt to get out of reach. It was a gentle gesture that felt nice even if she hated being treated like a younger kid. “I’m not a kid, okay?” Sure that was true but she still was the youngest of the trio, Merc, Celeste and her,  even if she wasn’t the newest one to join it.

“Yeah, doors do close but usually they don’t slam themselves shut like a hurrican had just moved past them.” Agh.. Connors was getting worked up again. Deep breaths. In and out. She had been so sure that this would be the day she would beat Celeste but no such luck. To calm down she addressed the less annoying point the blonde had made “I think it’s more convenient for us runners not to have a door.. Makes it less obvious hideout too.”

Following the example set by the other Faith laid down though not before removing her vest and rolling it into an improvised pillow that she set under her head. She laid right beside her friend, enjoying the feeling of having someone next to her, as it was rare for the runaway girl to enjoy closeness anymore.

Closing her eyes the ravenette enjoyed the wind, the sun, and the evening air. The sounds of the city were so distant while they were high up. Connors stayed silent knowing that the other didn’t mind, or if she did she barely showed it, as they shared a comfortable silence. A silence that almost turned to sleep after the exhausting race.

Only after what felt like ten minutes or more Faith spoke with a voice only slightly louder than a whisper “Hey, Cel.” She sounded sleepy but there was something else. There was uncertainty in her voice. “Would you mind me crashing your place tonight? We could get pizza and..” I just don’t want to go back to my place yet was left unsaid as she trailed off.