"Tell us the story." Charlotte's friend insisted that she tell the whole story of her sleepover with Engfa Waraha.
What kind of story?
As if they anticipated what could happen, Charlotte went home and found all her friends she left at the Rainbow G. PUB hovering over her shared condominium with excitement plastered all over their faces, not even a worried glance was attempted to throw at her.
"You're not even going to ask me how I'm alive and well." Charlotte sat on one of their couches, pouting like a little kid with her friends. As much as she wants to tell all the things that happened, something in her mind is still wandering toward the artist she spent the night and her afternoon with.
That hug was the breaking point. Charlotte did not even know how her face went from normal to almost dying. from her usual pale skin to an almost bright red.
Engfa Waraha has the tendency to murder someone, someone like Charlotte, with just a freaking back hug-a demo, she might add.
Engfa was just demonstrating what Charlotte did in their sleep, but it made Charlotte feel like dying.
Dead out of embarrassment, she hugged Engfa Waraha and mistaken the superstar for a bolster or a pillow for the night, but also died as her inner fangirl side was waving a flag and was trying so hard to come up and scream with happiness.
Imagine being hugged by one of the most famous artists of Charlotte's generation.
It was not the first time Engfa embraced her, not even the second, because the first one was at the studio when they met again and the second was at the bar. Well, Charlotte considers what Engfa did as something like a hug. As she still feels Engfa's arm around her waist, it still lingers on her body right at this moment. She might be drunk that night or drunk still, but she will never forget those moments Engfa and she shared. It was a blissful scene, a faster kind of event, and even a blurry one, but her mind had the capacity to remember it.
Only the hugging part that night after the bar, where they were sleeping on Engfa's bed, is the only thing that Charlotte did not remember at all. She's passed out, maybe the alcohol she swallowed the whole night finally drowned her.
They stayed like that for almost a whole minute, Engfa in her back, hugging her tight, and Charlotte stood still like a pole from the north, chilled or frozen as the time stopped again for her.
It always happened when Engfa was around Charlotte, time-stopping as if they wanted Charlotte to cherish what was happening between the two of them.
Charlotte let go of a loud laugh, awkwardly releasing herself away from Engfa, and turned to face the other artist, bowing 30 degrees with her hands close in her forehead as a gesture of apology.
Charlotte can still feel the gaze Engfa is placing on her, but she does not have the power or will to look back at the superstar. She just heard the laugh as a response from Engfa, it was a very genuine laugh with a hint of amazement.
"You don't need to feel embarrassed, as I like being embraced. I love hugs, you know?" Engfa said.
That brought Charlotte's posture back to normal, she brought her eyes up to look, but Engfa was walking away with her back now facing Charlotte.
Charlotte wanted to run, for a moment, she wanted to encircle Engfa Waraha with her arms, but she did not dare.
Later that day, Charlotte decided to go home with her still-fully intact clothes that still looked decent and smelled fine. It was such a blessing that Engfa came from a hotel before she went to the bar that night. She got some extra toothbrushes for unknown reasons in her purse, and the bathroom in her unfinished house works fine, with warm and cool water to choose from. Charlotte even uses the soap and shampoo she believed Engfa uses, it smells like Engfa Waraha, so she figured.
Engfa even offered to buy Charlotte clothes to change her outfit, but Charlotte declined the kind offer and decided to just not bother Engfa anymore.
It was a silent drive, Engfa actually drove her home, and Charlotte didn't even know where they were. She doesn't have her phone with her, and she figured her friend might drive her car too.
Charlotte said her goodbyes and thank yous, and with a heavy heart, she closed the door and left the car.
She stood there, in front of her condominium building, looking at Engfa's private vehicle, which was out of sight, and suddenly Charlotte didn't know what to feel again.
She remembers admitting the fact that she misses Engfa, and now that Engfa's here with Charlotte and breathing the same air, she feels bothered again. There are these heavy emotions Charlotte is feeling that she can't describe.
"Well, we know that you're in good hands because Engfa and her secretary contacted all of us about your whereabouts. We just want a little insight into what happened. I bet it was great," Heidi said, going to sit beside Charlotte and hug her to her side.
That brings Charlotte back to her friends, she did not even realize she was out and reminiscing about what her night and half a day with Engfa went to.
"She dropped me home." Of all the words, this is what Charlotte came up with. She felt like not talking it out, she didn't want to mention how she was feeling something unexplained when her waist and hips were all over Engfa's arm and that she saw various unreleased photos of Engfa with a girl, and Charlotte felt like someone with a greater connection to the superstar. She doesn't want to talk about how she hugs Enga unknowingly when they sleep and how she was deeply affected by the demonstration Engfa projected to her the next morning.
"What?! You could have invited her over, I cooked adobo, you know?" Marima's eyes widened out of the passing opportunity for the superstar to try the other country dish that she tried cooking while waiting for Charlotte to come home.
Charlotte was about to tell her friend that she was still hungry and wanted to eat again when the doorbell of their condo rang and stopped her midway.
Tina went up to check on it.
"I guess you're amazing adobo will be tasted by a superstar," Tina said, grinning, and with her side standing, all smiles, Engfa Waraha.
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on a ride | englot
Fanfiction"Girls Love has become well-known in the entertainment industry. It is time I finally take the representation on screen and make one with me," Engfa is an award-winning singer, dancer, model, and actress. She prides herself as a member of the LGBTQ+...
