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"I don't see why I'm helping. I hate mother's day. I rather stay inside, isolating myself, rather than reminiscing about my shitty mum." Aaliyah says, tossing a ping pong ball off the ground to Poussey. "And you can do that. I just need you to grab that box up there and you can get back to whatever it is you do. Like uh, maybe, go crush on Watson some more." Poussey said, chuckling at her last sentence.
"Okay first of all, I do not have a crush. Crushes are for children. Let's just say, my motive for her is different." Aaliyah grabs the box and tosses it down. She goes to climb off, losing her footing and falling off the chair, right on top of Poussey who had attempted to catch the taller girl. "Ow." She winced. Poussey groaned, "You're arm," Aaliyah moved her arm with a small apology.
It took them a minute to realize the position they were in. Aaliyah looked down at her, a small smile gracing her lips. "You look very pretty from this angle." Poussey smiles, a little nervously, "Thanks." It was silent for a second until Aaliyah goes to get off. That was until Poussey pulled her back down, and next thing she knew, their lips were attached. Aaliyah pulled her in deeper with a smile, Poussey pulled away suddenly. "Wait, nah, I thought you liked Watson?"
Aaliyah smirks, "Who says I can't like you both?"
Poussey doesn't say anything, instead pulling Aaliyah back down and connecting their lips. Aaliyah moved her hands to Poussey's waist, pushing up her shirt. A new voice was heard, "Yo, P! You in here?!" It was Janae.
"Shit." Poussey pulls away and Aaliyah sighs, climbing off of the smaller girl. Poussey runs around the corner, spotting Watson. "What's up?" Janae raised a brow at the pinkish lipstick all over Poussey's lips. "Uh, right Cindy needs your help with the table for the mother's day shit." Poussey nods, "Oh 'aight, I'll go get to that."
Before Poussey took off, Janae grabs her arm, "You got a little something...everywhere," she gestures to her face. Poussey wipes her lips, seeing the pink lipstick. "Cool, uh thanks." Poussey ran out, using her shirt to rub the rest of the lipstick off.
Janae clears her throat, "whoever is in here can come out now."
Aaliyah smiles, walking to the end of the shelf and leaning on it, revealing herself to a very shocked Watson. Aaliyah smirks, wiping her smudged lipstick with her thumb, "Hello love."
"I ain't expect you, but then again, you took me for the slutty type," Janae says bluntly. "No offense." Aaliyah couldn't blame her. Janae had seen her kissing another inmate in the showers early in the morning so it wasn't a shocker. "None taken darling. I gotta find some way to entertain myself, that's the whole point of being in here. Though, I do wish it was you. Guess I'll have to try a little harder."
