Y/n was coming to see her two girlfriends, Camile and Angela, at the Jeffersonian. She wasn't feeling good and wanted cuddles, and they hadn't come home at the time, they said. She waited an extra hour for them two. When she walked in, she was wearing a crop top and jeans.
"Oh shit Cam!" Angela whisper yelled and ran to Camille's office. "Cam, what time is it?" Angela asked. Camile looked at her clock. "It's 11 pm....... shit Y/n is here, isn't she?" Cam asked as soon as she asked that a pissed off Y/n walked in.
"You two promised." Y/n muttered sleepy and annoyed. "I know, sweetie. I'm sorry...." Angela said as she tried to hug her, but Y/n pulled away. "Home now." She muttered and walked out. Camille grabbed her bag and followed Angela, who was right behind her. "Sweetie." Angela said, walking, trying to catch up to Y/n.
Brennan, Booth, and everyone else watched them. "Um, who is that." Booth asked. "That's Angela and Camille's girlfriend, Y/n L/n. Looks like something is wrong." Brennan said. "Y/n, come on, we are sorry." Camille said. Camille picked up on the fact that Y/n was tired as hell, so she quickly got in front of her and picked her up.
"You're tired, love. i'll drive." Camile said as Y/n put her head on her shoulder. "Now im sorry we didn't notice what time it is, Darling." Angela said, catching up to them. "Next time, we will pay more attention to what time it is." Angela said, kissing her head. A bit later, Camile had Y/n's head on her chest. Angela was talking a quick shower.
