My Wife Is Insane

wow oblivion

"Christ, when will they realize they're all lovey dovey?" Boscha mutters, laying her chin on top of Willow's shoulder and both teens watching the other duo from the opposite side giggle at something. Not sure what, since they were watching on the white chick's phone. "Gotta agree with that, it's so easy to see they really like each other." Willow agreed, watching them with her brows knitted together. (Not literally.)

Amity and Luz were laughing, the Latina having to rub her eyes which Willow assumed she was having tears running out since she could see better than 3 eyes could and no, Boscha doesn't actually have 3 eyes. In fact, they call her three eyes cause sometimes she'd predict the future. Like she had a third eye or some shit. Well whatever.

Then Amity noticed, pulling the Latina's chin to see her face. Boscha choked, Willow was as confused as a deer in headlights. Neither could the jockey and buffy hear their conversation but it looked like Luz was enjoying the uh.. touch?

At this rate, the two looked at each other and back to the somewhat 'couple'. Like they were going to kiss, although it was hoped for at least. Sighing, Boscha rubbed her temples and got her chin off of Willow's shoulder. "Let's leave them be," she proposed, awaiting for the plant girl to join her. "I'll treat you some snacks if you come." Willow grinned halfly, walking to Boscha herself and patting the jockey's back. "Was going to but hey, can't deny free food."

What they didn't know is that Luz pulled Amity's wrist away from her face, grabbing the Blight's nape and pulling her face close to hers with a smirk. "You say we keep low.." Noceda begun "but here you are, love, acting up." Amity defensively denied with a grin and half lidded eyes, pulling the Latina by the waist. "Can't help but like your taste."

Oh, they weren't oblivious.

They are just friends, with benefits of course.