Something is off Lesbi-honeyst

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The Bellas were drinking together in the kitchen..

''So Emily.. How are you and Ben now?''

Fat Amy asked..

''Oh uhm.. We are okay.. I guess..''

''Did he make a move on you?'' Stacie asked.

''Oh uh I don't know I-..''

Fat Amy rolled her eyes.. ''The girl is seventeen!''

''So?'' Stacie crossed her arms..

''I can't let her go with him.. Look at her!''

Stacie looked Emily up and down which made her a little uncomfortable..

''You're right.. I'll grab him..''

Stacie almost got away but Amy pulled her back on time.. ''No no no.. Can't we just have a Hot Girl Summer?

Without boys.. Just-..''

CR interrupted..

''Lesbians? I'll cheers to that!'' CR raised her glass..

''But look at him!''

CR rolled her eyes.. ''Girl could you please stop thinking about-..''

''Guys!'' Emily interrupted..

She let out a breath.. ''I don't like him and.. I think I'm not ready for a relationship yet..''

Stacie shrugged.. ''Your loss baby..''

Amy gave Stacie a soft punch..

''And I just only want to focus on my poetry-..''

''Emily?''

She looked behind her and her jaw dropped..

''Benji?''

The Bellas left the kitchen so they could talk together..

''What are you doing here?''

''Oh my friend lives here..''

''This is HIS house?''

''Yes it is.. But what are you doing here?''

''Oh I uhm.. I'm kind of on vacation here..''

''Oh cool..''

''Yes it's really cool actually.. These girls are really.. Fun..''

''Y- you look really pretty..''

There was a little blush on Emily's face.. ''You think so?''

''Yes you look amazing.. But did you put on make-up or something?''

''Oh uhm yes.. The Bellas gave me a make-over..'' She chuckled..

''Why? Y- you don't need it.. Why do they try to put beauty onto beauty..''

''Oh stop you.. You're being funny..''

''N- no really.. But you look amazing anyway..''

Emily chuckled and blushed even more..

''How is your poetry going?''

Emily was surprised he asked..

''Oh it's okay I think.. I just need to find something to write about cause I'm running out of ideas you know..''

''Yes I understand.. I believe in you by the way!''

He made her smile.. ''Thank you!''

There was a short silence..

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