bettie needs a nap

“Brat,” Pearl muttered at the response she was expecting, low enough so that it was under her breath but still loud enough for the brunette to hear; despite the comment, the smirk still remained on her lips. “I can’t believe you’re in /my/ apartment and you’re not even gonna let me join you. In fact, I cant believe I’m even letting you ban me from my own bath..” Moving forward a few steps until she was practically pressed up against Violet’s back, the older wrapped her arms around the tiny waist in front of her and leaned to press scattered pecks across her neck, murmuring between each kiss “I’m sorry, pumpkin.. I promise i won’t do it again,” before adding “Plus, I deserve to be forgiven. i’ve bought your dinner so..”

"Maybe I just want privacy? Or a shower to take in peace without you breathing down my neck and trying to feel me up?" Violet suggested snappily, but there was no genuine venom in her tone. Sighing as she realized that Pearl's logic was tough to argue with, she spun around and flung open the curtain, inviting her into the tub. "Fine, bitch. But don't even try it - I literally feel so sweaty and gross right now. I just wanna be clean."

“Mmm.. I’m not sure that you do,” Pearl teased in response to the hateful remark that the brunette shot at her anytime she either got the jump on her or was proven right in an argument, though that was a rare occasion when it involved Violet for she was one to argue her own point until the other person was too tired to respond. Truthfully, though the blonde knew that the freaky dream had been exactly that, it’d still felt oddly real, and so seeing the younger in her own skin /again/ was a sight that brought a soft smile to her face to replace the smirk. Though when Violet turned without another word to get back to her business, the sleepwalker pouted childishly and called after her, “What? Am I not getting an invite?”

Violet debated turning on the tap to the highest pressure just so she could drown out Pearl's whines and pretend as if she hadn't overheard her. "I was thinking about it but not anymore," She snapped back, turning the faucet and watching as the lukewarm water filled the tub. The temperature wasn't nearly satisfying enough so she blasted it to a higher setting - until it was practically scorching.

Sweaty and panting slightly from a rigorous work out, Jason staggered into Matt’s apartment, being met with total silence. Not really questioning it, he put his tote bag down and headed into the washroom ready to undress and abandon himself to the invigorating steam of the shower. @veryflazedah

Hearing the door shut in the distance and faint footsteps approaching from where she was changing in the bedroom, Pearl abandoned her hoodie to investigate despite already knowing who it was; spotting Violet who had her back turned, the blonde crept up behind the other queen as quiet as she possibly could, grabbing her arm with a loud scream - a laugh instantly falling from her lips at the matched squeal that Violet let out. “Hey, pumpkin..” she greeted with a grin, pressing an apologetic kiss to her cheek, “Weren’t you planning on saying hello first?”

Violet wasn't one to be spooked so effortlessly but for whatever reason this time around, she practically jumped out of her skin when she felt that sudden cold touch and horror movie worthy scream. After having to restart her heart, she spun around to reveal herself to Pearl who was looking obnoxiously smug. Idiot. "I fucking hate you," She grumbled, pout puckering out further when the older teased her and kissed her cheek. Though she was still shaking, the anger did melt away considerably when she realized this was the first time she'd seen Pearl as Pearl in forever - or what felt like forever since that dream seemed to drag on for days. Shaking her head, she avoided saying anything - instead hopping into the bath tub and pulling the curtain over her.

[text]: K, see you soon. ✌🏼️

{text}: I’m like 2 minutes away, yeah.

[text]: Maybe I'll just shower there. I think I left all my stuff there.

[text]: Are you at your apartment?

{text}: wanna go out or order in?

[text]: Maybe order in? I just got back from working out and I'm too tired to do anything besides shower.

[text]: yeah, I can eat.

{text}: you don’t seem sure.

[text]: It doesn't matter anyways.

{text}: who was I? me?

[text]: Yeah...

[text]: You weren't Fame in my dream anyways.

[text]: Riiight 🙄

[text]: Weird, I had a dream I was in Katya's body.

{text}: you love me too? aw, thanks boo 😘

[text]: Shut up. 🙄

{text}: ..is it weird that I kinda know what you mean by that though?

[text]: What?