#ourtownkorri

DELILA: couldn’t help the tired sigh that left her lips as she gathered her keys from her purse; was in odd that she and Korri only had been dating a few months and she had a key? She tried not to think much of it, if she did she’d overthink. For the past few weeks she had been trying to nail this damn recipe from Burt, and every time something went wrong. She wanted to do something special for Korri, she wanted to show her that she appreciated her, even more so after the past night with how she reacted to well, everything she told her. It started a few weeks ago with asking Burt for something she could do, and he told her about these fucking cookies her mom used to make for the holidays. Kicking off her heels, looking at the clock— 11:43 flashing back at her. Checking in the others bedroom she smiled softly at the sleeping woman, pulling her cover over her before heading back out to the kitchen— one more try couldn’t hurt. With her blouse untucked, hair out of its bun, she set on this stupid recipe, humming softly to herself. The hour past, and she thought she had it— no burning could be smelt, but as she took the tray from the oven, she cursed as an ambulance sped through the street and Honey was up and howling at the door. “Baby, shh! Korri is sleeping.” But it was so use as suddenly Charlie was running out, and Delila took the small pup into her arms, flour dusting her cheeks.

Barbra: I have the worst possible timing in the world...

SCOTT: WE'RE GOING TO CALIFORNIA, BABY!

Ali: Not at all! Shopping is my absolute favorite thing to do, so if you need someone to go with you, I am your girl.

DELILA: If I was your girlfriend it would pretty much be like the past month, but with a hell of a lot more orgasms- soooooo.

Would you like me to get a pin with your initial in a heart and wear it always? Because I’ll 100 percent do that, so you can see it every day. 

DELILA: after spending a solid few hours with her mom, literally not leaving her side- after showering and putting on her own clothing; after sleeping peacefully for the first time in nearly a month, Delila just needed her girlfriend after it all. While she only slept a good 3 hours, her mom saw the messages between the two and told her to go. With Honey on her feet, the two took her car to the familiar home, somewhere that started to feel like home, clad in a pair a leggings and old button up- fingers ran through her hair before simply letting herself into the Hummel home. “Baby?” She called out, Honey free to go run- she turned the corner into the next room and didn’t say anything as she stepped right into the older woman’s space. “I missed you.” She muttered after a few moments, wrapping her arms tightly around her waist, her face fitting perfectly at the others chest. “I’m ready for clingy Korri tonight.”

Well, thank ya’ princess-- the words are much needed tonight, but you wanna talk about what happened?