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vivianne slowly opened her eyes the next morning, and she realised she was in a hotel room. she furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, sitting up on the bed and running a hand through her messy hair, not remembering anything that happened last night.
"morning," hailee mumbled from beside vivianne. vivianne looked over to her girlfriend, and she watched the woman put her shirt on, exhaling slowly and pulling the covers off of herself, grabbing her shorts that were on the ground and putting them on. vivianne suddenly remember what happened last night, and she realised she was only wearing her bra and shorts.
"oh, morning," vivianne said, watching hailee open the bathroom door and walk inside, turning the lights, "um, so-".
"how did the interviews go?" hailee asked from inside the bathroom, not letting vivianne finish her sentence.
"oh, um, yeah," vivianne rubbed the back of her neck, staring down at her lap, "it was fine, i guess".
"don't you hate that abrams girl?".
"yeah, she's so fucking annoying".
"i saw the video of you two at the party," hailee told her girlfriend, "what a fucking asshole".
"yeah," vivianne agreed with a mumble.
"are you doing any more interviews with her?".
"well, hopefully not," vivianne chuckled, "i hate being around her, we had to pretend we liked each other and it was so awkward".
"well, glad it's over then," hailee hummed, "when are you planning to go back to new york?".
"tomorrow," vivianne answered.
"alright," hailee nodded, turning the lights off and walking back into the bedroom, looking at vivianne who was still sat down on the bed, "change of plans, i gotta do a few things today, so i can't hang out with you".
"oh," vivianne frowned, "okay, that's fine".
"when are you gonna tell your parents about us?" hailee suddenly asked while walking over to her suitcase, crouching down and opening it, grabbing some clothes to wear for the day.
vivianne sighed, staring down at her hands, "hailee, you know i'm not ready to come out yet".
"i know, but, we've been together for five months," hailee grumbled as she grabbed a shirt, glancing over to vivianne, "you haven't told anyone about us, about your sexuality, you haven't even told your friends".
