"What the hell?!" the blonde mumbles sleepily and inaudibly under her breath, scratching the back of her head and trying to understand what happened. The room is dark and she can barely see anything, but she can clearly see the smirk on the brunette's lips.
"There's no point in touching me with your rabbit paws" the brunette said, sighing blissfully and wrapping herself in a blanket. Freen began to literally boil before her eyes and for a moment it seemed as if steam would come out of her ears.
The girl exhaled noisily, widened her nostrils and began to breathe like a moose. She slowly gets up, trying to find support by touch in the darkness and finds it in the form of a bedside table.
"Have you completely lost your fear, crazy?!" the girl hissed quietly and jerked the blanket off her wife. She suddenly stood up with a loud sigh and began to pull the blanket over herself.
"Keep your claws away from me then, bunny" she growled and snatched the blanket from her wife's strong grip and covered herself again. Freen growled irritably under her breath and silently simply lay down on her side, pulling part of the blanket over herself.
"Why are you pestering me?" the blonde muttered, turning over in the opposite direction from her wife.
"There's no point in hanging on to me with your paws!" the brunette snapped quietly.
The fact is that Freen had a habit of hugging something or someone in her dreams. Sweep the blanket under herself, hug the man lying next to her and anyone she can throw her leg and arm over. No one really liked this habit of hers and it only caused inconvenience, so the brunette couldn't stand it either and pushed the girl off at the first opportunity.
"Go to sleep already!" Freen snorted, pulling the blanket over herself.
"Off yourself" she threw back, ignoring the subsequent vocabulary column from her wife.
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"It's okay, mom" the brunette rolls her eyes, chewing an apple and stomping around the bedroom back and forth, listening to her mother's monologue in half an ear. "No, I haven't been there yet. And yes, I feel like I'm burning in hell!" the girl hissed angrily into the phone, furiously gesturing with her hand with an apple in her hands. "I don't want to listen to anything! Am i clear?!" the girl continues to quietly hiss into the phone and again puts the device to her ear. "No, this crazy one is still in the shower"
The girl talked on the phone with her mother for some time and, exhaling noisily, turned it off, angrily pressing the display under her fingers, and then threw the device onto the bed. She continues to grumble under her breath, distorting her parents' instructions. She was furious to the bone with the whole situation that had developed in such a short time. It was terribly annoying...
Still muttering under her breath, Becky sighed and sat down on the bed, turning on the plasma TV. Chewing an apple, the girl lazily clicked through the channels, not going into the essence of what was happening.
Too boring. Quiet and only unintelligible singing from the shower reached the brunette's ears. She rolled her eyes when she heard a cry from the shower.
"Bring me a towel, nymphomaniac!" from the blonde's scream, the girl began to breathe through her nostrils even more irritably and click through the channels twice as fast. Words cannot express how infuriated she was by Freen.
Becky continued to stare into the plasma TV silently, taking a bite of her apple.
"Are you deaf?" the squeak comes from the shower again.
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Against The Law (FreenBecky)
RomanceTo save and benefit the business, Freen and Becky enter into a fictitious marriage. And everything would be fine, the girls would calmly live out the time allotted to them, but it will be more difficult than it seems. They will have to live under th...
