#rory threads.

"do we have to do this tonight? can't we just like... order some protective gear first? or pay for some online exorcism training?" despite rory's complaining, she was following behind dutifully, leaves crunching underneath her boots as she followed lottie deeper into the woods.

"okay, yeah, i got into a slight fender bender on the way here but if it meant i was... only seventeen minutes late, seems worth it to me!"

"uh, yeah, obviously i was listening... that'd be really rude, if i was just staring at your mouth and not taking in a single word. anyway, off topic, but could you repeat everything you just said?"

in a lot of ways this night felt no different to any other saturday in rory's adult life. it was always someone's birthday, the drinks were always flowing, she was always trying to make everyone she encountered laugh. she flirted with a few girls she'd caught the eye of, people she didn't know and thus found it easy to charm. the difference was that she couldn't help but glance over at flora every now and then, whether they were opposite one another at a table or far across a room, it was as if there was something tethered between them that tugged on rory's attention again and again. she had only texted a few times since that night and morning they'd spent together, but she'd figured it was a one time thing. still, when she finally found herself alone beside her, she sported a nervous, slightly giddy smile. "you know for a second there i worried we were avoiding each other. i was getting really amped up to pretend to be pissed at you."

rory exhaled slowly, letting her eyes fall shut for a moment as she pulled the sheet up underneath her chin. she was both half-dressed and sweaty, existing in the post incredible sex glow that seemed to surround them. "y'know i was getting kinda sleepy there towards the end when my hand was cramping, but i think that last orgasm you had gave me a second wind."

"look, the way i see it, your friend is falling in love with my friend, which means we're gonna be seeing a lot of each other. y'know, at drag brunch and normal brunch and yoga and bar crawls... so i think we just drop the thing where you pretend you're not charmed by me now rather than later." rory was sporting a lot of confidence for someone who wasn't actually sure that she didn't hate them, but she was determined to pretend it wasn't the case. mostly because, well, she was a little obsessed with her.

"i'm not picking my cat over you, okay? tonya harding holds grudges and i'm not looking to lose an eye in my sleep right now 'cause i have to look hot for you!"

"i'm thrilled you're here and all, but you couldn't have thrown a bra on the stage or something, made me look like a heartthrob? damn."