Her.

Sixty One.

Pandora walks out gossiping with Emma about the boy's they were currently obsessing with like young teens that just kept talking with no way to end it. Over the course of the month it had been good between everyone, Faye and London seeming much more closer than ever, Emma gaining a close friendship with Pandora, bonding over things and getting the latest gossip on close friends; like a mean girl movie but...less mean. Faye seemed to do better with her meds, attending weekly therapy she hated passionately but kept going because there had to be a way to release how she felt.

Faye enters her and Londons apartment, it was awkward to live with one another again but they were slowly getting over it, their relationship was new and improved with the support and the communication London helped Faye do. There were rocky moments but Faye toke some of her coping skills and put it in the relationship, growing stronger. It was still a shock at how things have been considering within a month they would've been twenty breakups a day, but it was all learning. Faye looks around wondering if London had stepped out to grab some lunch for everyone, until her eyes fall on a sticky note saying thats exactly what she did. Faye heads to the bathroom turning on the hot water to clean herself from the sweat she did from working out, sudden paranoia kicking in but she had to keep reminding herself that it wouldn't happen again...she wasn't going to let it happen again.

~

Faye leaves the bathroom, steam entering the hallway as she sees London with her back turned setting down food not focusing on Faye who was dripping wet wrapped in a white towel, she grins as London remained clueless before Faye wraps her arms around her waist, "Smells good, babe."

"I decided Chinese." London says as Faye plants a kiss on her neck, "You smell good."

"Want me to run you a bath?" Faye ask putting a hand through her wet long curly hair.

"No, maybe tonight...I kinda want to start reading this book I got." London breaks from the contact leaving Faye's cheeks red. "It's about some sick shit; a girl whose forced into marriage with a vampire bloodline and...it sounds so interesting."

"Sounds pretty cool." Faye answers hopping onto the kitchen counter sitting down, "It's nice to see you have a hobby."

"Yeah, I guess so? I dunno, I just kinda like books." Faye shoots her a bored look, "What? I'm not lying."

"Yeah yeah blondie." Faye grins sighing reaching into the bag. "Just...wondering when we're going to have a real kiss without you dodging me."

"Emma's here."

"Emma is with my sister literally one hundred percent of the time." Faye says. "I'm living here with you, I get horny."

"Thats such a gross word to use, Faye."

"What? I can't say I get horny?" London rolls her eyes. "Excuse me, blondie I feel like I'm living with a fucking chasity belt around my fucking crotch! I'm young and I'm horny...I'm so touch deprived I got fucking wet by furries!"

London shoots her a glare,"Down bad."

"Exactly! I feel like I needed to go to a fucking church after that shit, here I am living with my girl friend, dodging me like I'm some fucking pervert." Faye argues. "Do I smell? Am I not good enough anymore?"

"Faye, you can't be craving it that bad." She looks at Faye who gave her a blank stare. "Faye, thats so weird!" She laughs. "You literally are definitely not getting anything after this."

"London!" Faye groans loudly in annoyance.

"Go and flick your bean to those furries, we are not continuing this."

"What did I do to deserve this suffering?" Faye's voice was serious as London burst out laughing. "I just need you to like...grab my thigh and I swear to God I won't complain for another week. Just one touch, London...just one touch and I'll be good."