𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐩

𝟏𝟏 || 𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫

Estelle

This bet is going to be a bit harder than I thought. I swear I thought I was going to get him to crack on the first day. Hell, I even added salt instead of sugar in his coffee, knowing how specific he is with it.

And he liked it. Or at least acted like it.

I really thought I would get him with that, and then when I was going to try something else his friend walks in. Like come on, right when I'm about to win?

Oh well, I know I will win soon enough and never have to deal with his annoying antics anymore.

As I sigh, Flora steps out of the bathroom, a towel around her body. Shortly after Lucas came in last night, Flora did as well and we decided on having a girls night tonight - only me and her though - just talking, watching TV and snacking of course.

"You look really tired Esti."

I look back at her, raising my brows, "No way Flora, I had to close extra late last night because of stupid Aldric." I let out a long sigh.

"You keep calling him stupid, but he looks like he's smarter than you If I'm gonna be honest." She says sheepishly, a small smile creeping up her face. I shouldn't take offence to that, but I do. He's not smart, he's a dumb guy with an even dumber brain.

"Don't be offended Estelle, that man has to be smart to be in a successful band like Fovere," She explains "He has to remember every single tab, every small beat, every intricate solo that he does. He's the lead guitarist after all."

She does have a point, a dumb guy wouldn't remember those things.

"Whatever, I don't care about him and would rather die than talk about him for any longer." I spit out hastily, giving her no time to interrupt me.

Flora slightly opens her mouth before hesitantly nodding her head in agreement. She then starts to make her way towards her closet.

Flora has a huge walk-in closet - I sometimes even borrow clothes from her since she's so open with me and okay about me borrowing her stuff.

"I have nothing to wear~" She whines from inside the closet. I roll off the bed and move towards her closet.

"You have so many clothes, Flora." I murmur as my eyes scan all of the color-coded sections of clothing.

I wish my closet looked like hers.

"What about these pyjamas?" I ask as I touch a soft silk set of pyjama shorts and a tank-top. Flora looks at it, almost as if she doesn't even remember owning the piece.

"Sure!" She swipes the clothing from my hand and sends me a perky smile as I walk back out of the closet. "Do you wanna take a shower before we start watching?"

I look at the mirror next to her bed, I'm currently wearing an oversized sweater from Flora, of course it's a Fovere sweater. I just wore some sweatpants with it, since I really don't care about how I look around Flora seeing as I'm comfortable around her and her family.

I completely forgot about my long day talking with Flora, but now that I think about I feel so dirty, and a long hot shower would do just the trick.