#thread 004.

“hey hi, hello, so I borrowed this lamp it’s a long story, it’s yours, don’t ask.” billie said using her key to unlock her best friend practically sister at this point’s apartment. in her arms billie was cradling a lamp that she had maybe taken without asking, but the one at her place broke when her and nick got into a pillow fight that turned a little too aggressive, and well long story short her lamp in her bedroom was a sacrifice made. so basically she allowed herself into whitney’s apartment, which ok, so some might call it breaking an entry and stealing but billie saw it merely as borrowing with the intent to return. plus as soon as she was able to buy another one she had ever intent of returning it which she was currently doing now. “it’s not my fault, blame nick.” she said placing the lamp down and crashed onto the couch and heard the tiny footsteps of maybe the cutest kid known to earth. “Jules get your tiny cute butt over here and give your aunt B a hug.” Billie said raising her voice and letting and prepared for the impact of the tiny girl jumping fearlessly into her lap. squeezing the small girl tightly she scooped her up in her arms and held her on her hip. “did your mom make you wear this dress? don’t you have more fun in an outfit I gave you.” she teased the small girl knowing at a young age billie was never found in a dress and was constantly trying to give juliet a tomboy edge. “whit what did I tell you about dresses? she can’t out run the boys in this.” billie said rolling her eyes playfully knowing whitney would never let juliet go full tomboy. “any hot plans tonight?” she asked raising any eyebrow doing her not so subtle best to pry into her friend’s love life. 

the sun peaked itself in between the openings and curve of the curtains and fell upon charlotte’s eyelids causing her to squint a little. feeling the bed shifted and the weight being released she knew that the male next to her was getting up. rolling to her side she softly opened her eyes to see him pulling his pants up, his bare back still exposed, the freckles spread out on his shoulders close enough to touch. “no, come back to bed, just for a little bit longer.” she said in a sleepy voice and reached out for him, he was just barely out of reach. very fitting she thought, that no matter how hard to tried to keep him it was always very apparent that he wasn’t hers to keep. sitting up she draped the blanket over she chest, her messy hair falling gently. she place her hand tracing over the freckles, longing for something to feel close to him, to pull him back in. “come on, we can both call in sick, stay in bed all day, order pancakes, and just be.” she pleaded, she knew no matter how far apart their moments were that the time together always seemed to make it worth it. no matter how many times she tried to quit the male he always seemed to pull her in. grabbing his dress shirt she draped it over her smaller frame and buttoned only a few of the tiny buttons letting it hang on her. “now you can’t leave, sorry.” she said a smirk along her lips and stood in front of him, placing her arms around his neck and placed a soft kiss along his lips. 

“i’m sorry, you wax where ?! absolutely fucking not.” billie said taking a sip of wine from her glass. sitting back on the couch the girl couldn’t help but roll her eyes at the other. billie, a tomboy by nature, only ever truly felt like a girl when she hung out with her dear good friend olga. despite the two of them being quite different, for example, olga knew much more of things that would never had crossed billie’s mind. in fact, it was a huge step for their friendship when billie finally agreed to let olga tweeze her eyebrows and make a skin care routine, one she tried to follow from time to time. however, no matter how different the two of them seemed, billie actually treasured their weekly girl’s nights. they would spend the night drinking wine, eating way too much junk food, and gossiping about the boy’s in their life. sometimes billie felt like with olga she was actually able to talk about the things she could never tell her closest friends, mostly because they were all guys and would never understand.