i really hate you, i think?

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girlxgirl

i scrambled to get out of the bed

i was wearing the same clothes as yesterday, and sages jacket

sages jacket? why the fuck was i wearing her jacket?
i could feel her watching me, as i stood up properly

it smelt like her, and i didn't yet take it off, liking the comfort

i winced as sunlight came through the window, regretting all the drinks i'd had

i picked up my phone, and finally looked back at sage

"not even a thank you?" she teased, raising an eyebrow

"right, thanks for bringing me here."
and then i noticed sage was wearing shorts

with her legs very much visible

i let my gaze linger for a moment, before looking back up at her

and she was watching me, a knowing look on her face

and that fucking smirk that i hated but it was so attractive

"as much as i'd like to let you checking me out, you should probably fix your.."

she gestured towards my face, reminding me i was wearing my now messed up makeup

my cheeks still grew warm at her noticing my staring

"i wasn't staring-! i was just.." i trailed off, not knowing what to say

"you were just..?"
"shut up."
"you admit you were staring then?"
"that's not what i said."
"you're still not denying it."

"fuck you."
"really? thought you'd never ask, you did look pretty nice yesterday."
i could never win, could i?
she was probably joking, but my cheeks still grew even more red

i turned around, heading towards a door that i hoped to be a bathroom

and i realized i was still wearing that jacket that smelt so much like sage