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Story: F*ck It Out With A Devil
“Night, tramp.” She chuckles, right before we both fall into a deep slumber.
“Beep, beep, beep. It’s time to get up!” The sound of G’s alarm goes off as I stifle a groan.
“Ugh, the sleep was just beginning to set in.” I mumble.
“Damn right it was.” She yawns, walking in my room, stretching. “Time to get ready, Freddy, Eddie.”
“Showtime!” I yell, hopping out of my bed. We head to the bathroom we share.
It’s big enough to accommodate us both and has everything we could ever want. The walls are a shade of white called Bakery Box. It isn’t too bright or too dark, it’s just right. Green plants hang from the ceiling, with pictures and two mirrors line the walls. My favorite part, the bear-claw tub and double shower.
Literally the highlight to sharing a bathroom, not to mention the double, sixty inch vanity with gold faucets. Now that has its perks, too.
Gaia hits the shower while I draw a hot bath.
“I know you don’t plan on soaking this late in the day.”
“No, I’m just gonna take a bath while you shower. You know, kill two birds with one stone.”
“Nope, you shower first, so your hair doesn’t frizz up. Your beautiful straight hair needs to stay lookin’ fresh and clean throughout the entire night. Well, unless you get lucky, too.” She wags her eyebrows.
“I’m not getting anything. Didn’t you say this night was all about you?”
“I did, but if my girl finds herself a Devil or something close to it, I’m not gonna stop her.” She laughs. “Now get your ass in the shower so I can go after you.”
“Why are we even debating this? The shower is big enough for the both of us. I’ll just throw on my shower cap and hop in.” Moving around her to grab my cap, I slip it on and head to the shower.
“Yeah, I hadn’t thought about that.”
“It must be all the excitement.” I laugh.
“That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.”
We begin shuffling around the bathroom, getting things together. After that long and drawn out task is done, we get cleaned, giggling and laughing like school girls the entire time.
Sometime later, we step out of the bathroom freshly cleaned up with towels wrapped around our bodies.
“We’ll let the bathroom clear off all this steam before we start doing hair and make-up. Let’s go pour us a little wine to settle our nerves while munching on some snacks.”
“It’s funny how you always think of snacks.” I chuckle, following behind her.
“Gotta stay prepared just in case there is a zombie apocalypse and there is no more food. The more snacks you have, the better chance of survival.” She says, pointing to her head. Bless her little heart, I’m not gonna be the one to tell her that if you get eaten by zombies, you won’t need snacks because youwillbe the snack.
“If you say so, lead the way.”
“Gladly.” She chuckles.
With our snacks and drink in hand, we head back. The bathroom is all clear, so we begin munching on our snacks and sipping our wine as we start putting on our make-up and fixing our hair.
After what feels like hours, we emerge from the bathroom and separate to get ready.
Chuckling, she says, “See you in a few, byotch!”
“See ya, slut.”
Emerging from our rooms about an hour later, we feast our eyes on each other.
“Damn, girl! You look amazing in that outfit.” Gaia gushes.
“Beep, beep, beep. It’s time to get up!” The sound of G’s alarm goes off as I stifle a groan.
“Ugh, the sleep was just beginning to set in.” I mumble.
“Damn right it was.” She yawns, walking in my room, stretching. “Time to get ready, Freddy, Eddie.”
“Showtime!” I yell, hopping out of my bed. We head to the bathroom we share.
It’s big enough to accommodate us both and has everything we could ever want. The walls are a shade of white called Bakery Box. It isn’t too bright or too dark, it’s just right. Green plants hang from the ceiling, with pictures and two mirrors line the walls. My favorite part, the bear-claw tub and double shower.
Literally the highlight to sharing a bathroom, not to mention the double, sixty inch vanity with gold faucets. Now that has its perks, too.
Gaia hits the shower while I draw a hot bath.
“I know you don’t plan on soaking this late in the day.”
“No, I’m just gonna take a bath while you shower. You know, kill two birds with one stone.”
“Nope, you shower first, so your hair doesn’t frizz up. Your beautiful straight hair needs to stay lookin’ fresh and clean throughout the entire night. Well, unless you get lucky, too.” She wags her eyebrows.
“I’m not getting anything. Didn’t you say this night was all about you?”
“I did, but if my girl finds herself a Devil or something close to it, I’m not gonna stop her.” She laughs. “Now get your ass in the shower so I can go after you.”
“Why are we even debating this? The shower is big enough for the both of us. I’ll just throw on my shower cap and hop in.” Moving around her to grab my cap, I slip it on and head to the shower.
“Yeah, I hadn’t thought about that.”
“It must be all the excitement.” I laugh.
“That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.”
We begin shuffling around the bathroom, getting things together. After that long and drawn out task is done, we get cleaned, giggling and laughing like school girls the entire time.
Sometime later, we step out of the bathroom freshly cleaned up with towels wrapped around our bodies.
“We’ll let the bathroom clear off all this steam before we start doing hair and make-up. Let’s go pour us a little wine to settle our nerves while munching on some snacks.”
“It’s funny how you always think of snacks.” I chuckle, following behind her.
“Gotta stay prepared just in case there is a zombie apocalypse and there is no more food. The more snacks you have, the better chance of survival.” She says, pointing to her head. Bless her little heart, I’m not gonna be the one to tell her that if you get eaten by zombies, you won’t need snacks because youwillbe the snack.
“If you say so, lead the way.”
“Gladly.” She chuckles.
With our snacks and drink in hand, we head back. The bathroom is all clear, so we begin munching on our snacks and sipping our wine as we start putting on our make-up and fixing our hair.
After what feels like hours, we emerge from the bathroom and separate to get ready.
Chuckling, she says, “See you in a few, byotch!”
“See ya, slut.”
Emerging from our rooms about an hour later, we feast our eyes on each other.
“Damn, girl! You look amazing in that outfit.” Gaia gushes.
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