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After reluctantly getting up, Nova had a shower and got dressed into some slightly baggy, black army style trousers with an old band t-shirt and a leather jacket that had many band logo patches sewn into it and some black boots, all of which she found at a charity shop, minus the boots which belonged to her when she was still an assassin.

"Fix your hair!" Venom suddenly exclaimed, stretching from her shoulder to face her as she rolled her eyes, walking away from the mirror. "Nova!"

"Venom!" She mocked, moving to grab her keys.

A few tendrils came from her back and she rolled her eyes when he started to mess with her hair, "All better."

"You should be a hairdresser. Pull an Edward Scissorhands." Nova grumbled as she left her flat, locking the door behind her while Venom sink into her body again.

The woman knocked on Ashley's door, chewing on her nail out of boredom when the blonde took a few minutes to answer the door. When she did pull it open, she grinned at Nova widely, dolled up for the dinner they were both reluctantly about to go to. Nova gave her a small smile.

"Compliment her before it gets awkward." Venom ordered in her mind.

"You look beautiful." Nova said, and she wasn't exactly lying, Ashley did look gorgeous.

The blonde blushed slightly and looked up at her through her lashes, "Thank you."

"You got that look because of me." Venom growled and Nova refrained from rolling her eyes.

"Ready?" Nova asked and Ashley nodded, closing the door behind her.

They walked down the stairs together, the silicone between them comfortable. They went to the alleyway where Nova's stolen bike was and she lifted it off the wall, noticing Ashley shivering beside her.

"Here." She mumbled and pulled off her jacket, handing it to her.

"Thank you." Ashley smiled and slipped her arms into the jacket which was a lot bigger on her than it was on Nova. "Forgot my coat."

"I guessed that." Nova mused making her chuckle lightly.

The taller woman got into the bike and Ashley got on behind her, her skirt pulling up slightly higher on her thighs. Ashley wove her arms around Nova's waist, her hands linking over her stomach as they started to drive away. A small, real, smile pulled at Nova's lips when she felt Ashley lean her cheek on her back, squeezing her closer.

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