Streetlife

79 - The Village Mornings

Stef's apartment was rather quiet the next morning as Luciella was the first of the girls to wake up realizing Tess was no longer beside her in the comfortable double bed. Not thinking much of it and figuring she was up already since it was past 10 in the morning according to the alarm clock on the night stand, her head was surely pounding from the night of partying which included drinking and smoking weed. Lucy wasn't a super stranger to any of it, but she had never gotten full blown drunk in her life, nor had she smoked pot to the extent that she had.

Wiping the sleep from her eyes and feeling the strong headache looming, she slowly gets out of bed feeling rather dizzy now. But her mouth is super super dry, so she heads out of the room to the spacious kitchen only to find Tess and Stef sleeping full blown naked on the couch.  Rubbing her forehead, she fully knew how wild Stef was, even if she thought she was rather cool, she can't help but grab a small cover and place it on the women who were still rather knocked out.

Heading into the kitchen she finds the pantry fully packed with about every tea and coffee flavor she could imagine as she brews a fresh pot and starts to cook up some breakfast.  There was a ton of food in the freezer and fridge along with some OJ as the young girl fried up some bacon, eggs, hash browns and sausage for everyone.

Setting the table and being in her element as she waits for the food she takes out her notebook which she carried with her everywhere and starts to jot down ideas for her story piece she planned on starting for the Times. She knew she wanted to write about something months ago and being at her brother's place really had opened up her mind to what it was, and she thought of even interviewing his friends about how they made a living. Of course she knew what they all did, minus Stef, and Julius, but she had some idea. She wasn't a kid and despite what her brother thought, she was pretty privy to many things.

Jotting Callie's name down at the top of her list, Luciella decides to maybe start with her as she begins writing some questions she could ask the girl. Something about Callie had really stood out to her, and maybe it was the fact that they were the same age and Callie was so carefree and happy, something Luciella wished that she was. She hadn't been happy in quite some time, and she knew it had to do with not being able to fully be who she was, something Julius, her brother should understand by now.

The girl is so caught up in her thoughts as she scribbles them down that she doesn't realize Stef was now awake and has gotten up, and she soon feels someone squeeze her shoulder.

"Hey sweets, homework already?" She smiles grabbing a mug as Lucy returns it being grateful at least Stef had a tee shirt on for not that she wasn't pretty but Lucy just wasn't sure where to really look if she had been naked.

"Oh no, just writing some notes down about that article I've been thinking about. I made some coffee and stuff for everyone and breakfast. Hope you don't mind. Your fridge was pretty loaded with stuff." The girl says jumping up to finish off the bacon.

"Nah, I hate cooking if I'm honest. Help yourself, babe." She lights a smoke and takes a seat at the table soon feeling her fucking rib hurt yet again. "Fucking bitch." The blonde growls rubbing her side as Lucy turns around looking at the blonde.

"What's wrong? Are you ok?"

"Just sore sweets." She says glancing at the girl's notebook where she sees Callie's name along with her own and Tess'.  "This about your New York Times story then? The one you said you wanted to write?

"Oh yeah, maybe. I was gonna maybe talk to you all about living in the city and how you make your living. I don't think I have a fully developed idea, but I call that brain dumping," Lucy laughs as she has finished the bacon and comes and sits next to Stef at the table. "I mean if that's okay with you? I know it sounds stupid, but I have to start somewhere."