002| text + photo| phone

[femmefashionaire]

Okay, so I had my first echo.

Well, no, that's not true. It's my second echo, but it's towers he first one that I actually knew what was going on, and the first which I was conscious for. Thomas and I were heading down to the towers, but we didn't get too close before my mouth exploded on me.

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#allnatural #nomakeup #selfie

Giving head will never be the same.

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[somesayinfire]

[clearly Pia's done this before; Brooke can't even really remember how it came off in the first place, but that's not the first thing on her mind despite how she's staring at Pia's hands working.]

So what did they do when you found out? I mean, about you being bi. Or have you not... told them yet?

[femmefashionaire]

No, they definitely found out. They caught us. [She grimaces at the memory.] But if you'd ask them, they'd deny it.

They pulled me out of school and kept me locked up for a while. They lectured me. My mom cried a lot. My dad was actually angry...but I try not to think about it. [She frowns, screwing her piercing back on.]

[somesayinfire]

Oh. I'm sorry. [she's sincere, a far cry from how angry she was only a few minutes ago.] I didn't mean to bring up anything painful.

[she gives a quiet, almost embarrassed laugh and averts her eyes.] This is where you'd say something like "let me help take your mind off it" or something, isn't it.

[femmefashionaire]

It's not painful, just disgusting. I ran away from home a year and a half ago. Well, not so much run as saunter off in the night.

And I love my life now. Er--well, I loved it until all this weird stuff started to happen. [She frowns slightly, then shrugs, stretching.] Let's go get some breakfast, my treat. Or...well, someone's treat.

[somesayinfire]

[wait, Pia turned her into a smörgåsbord and now she wants her to pay for breakfast? man. man. Brooke is such a good person.]

All right. There's a diner down the street that I like getting breakfast at sometimes. Let me get dressed, and then we can get going. [she stops herself after turning away, then looks back at Pia.] Hold on, is this turning into a date?

[femmefashionaire]

[Pia's too broke to pay for breakfast, even if she wanted to. Which she doesn't.]

You can call it whatever you want, sweetcheeks~ [She gives her a dramatic wink.]

[somesayinfire]

Oh my god. [could she sound more fake exasperated? maybe, but she'd have to try. she briefly considers asking Pia for some privacy, but given last night, it barely seems like a reasonable request.]

[she gets most of the way dressed on her own, in a knee-length black skirt and stockings with black flats to match, but once she gets to her upper body she encounters some difficulties.] Hey, get my bra for me? [she's learned to do it herself with only one arm, but it's always a hassle. plus she wants to know if Pia's as good at putting them on as she is taking them off, because no boy ever has been.]

[femmefashionaire]

Yes, of course, [as an owner of boobs, Pia is quite skilled, doing the clasps in a few seconds, then rolls off the bed to put on her own clothes, the same from last night.]
I look forward to a pleasant first date where I learn the names of all your past pets, all about that weird aunt of yours, and your favourite movies.

[somesayinfire]

You're joking, right? Are you trying to get my passwords or something?

[also about the date thing. Pia's not lacking in physical attractiveness, but Brooke still isn't sure if she wants to, you know. date her.]

We're not... actually dating now, though. Right? I mean, it's moving pretty fast for me.

[wow. look more uncomfortable why don't you, Brooke?]

[femmefashionaire]

[Pia gwaffs, shaking her head.] I'm not sure if I told you, but I don't date well. What's wrong with having some fun with a friend, though?

[somesayinfire]

I guess there's nothing wrong with breakfast. [she tightens her black tie, because she feels like being a little classy today. but her hand slips and she tightens it a bit too much; looks like she's gotten another wrong idea.]

Unless you mean, like. Friends with benefits. [she says it like a horrible secret.]

[femmefashionaire]

Oh my god. [She snorts, pulling on her t-shirt] Look, last night was fun and everything, but I'm not really looking for anything other than a friend, hon.

I don't think I even have ever fucked the same person more than once.

[somesayinfire]

[really? that's kind of a surprise. but Brooke is just going to let it go and try not to sound as relieved as she feels.]

Yeah. I don't think I'm looking for a long-term thing right now either. I just wanted to make sure nobody was getting the wrong idea. [she buttons the last of what she needs to button and smiles.] Now. How about breakfast?

[femmefashionaire]

Breakfast sounds wonderful. [she smiles, nodding. ]
I'm not exactly looking for anything right now, either. Except a job.

[somesayinfire]

A job, huh? [she's rifling around for her keys, and once she finds them, she holds them up like she's in a video game. because she's dorky.]

How do you handle dead bodies?