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Warm, wrinkled bed sheets, indented pillows, ruffled blankets, and Orm's tangled hair was the first sight Lingling saw when she awoke the next morning. Of course, it wasn't the only time they had woken up in this dazed out state, but this time around, this bright Monday morning was unlike any other.

Lingling's nose was buried in the soft waves of Orm's hair, which gave off a smell of fruity shampoo.

Lingling nuzzled closer to her girlfriend, their legs intertwined like ropes of an anchor and their bodies were a beautiful, tangled mess.

"Good morning," Orm sang, lightness and love flowing out of her soft lips, "God, I can't believe that happened."

Lingling grinned to herself, sparks flying like the fourth of July between them, "All of this seems so surreal, between you, and us, and my life," Lingling sighed, because with Orm she left the vices and virtues of being a famous actress in the dusk, and indulged in her own personal tranquility.

Especially after the events of the night before. Lingling opted to take her own car home, her pedal touching the floor the entire way home.

Orm rested her dainty hands on Lingling's cold thigh, taunting and teasing her with tempting touches.

When they got back to Lingling's penthouse, Lingling had kicked her multiple thousand bhat dress off like it was a plastic bag, and proceeded to lose her virginity.

The night couldn't detach itself from Lingling's mind: adrenaline rushed through her veins, love pulsed the beat of her heart, and the stars in Orm's eyes took Lingling back home, to her roots of being a selfless girl who gave too many chances and let so many unwilling people leave their scarring foot prints all over her.

Orm flipped over, now nose to nose with her girlfriend. Their eyes met, Brown into dark and they gave each other a knowing smile, because since they indulged in a night of drunken love and rustled sheets, the never ending bond between them was stronger than ever.

"Are you going to at least make me breakfast?" Orm inquired, a smirk dancing playfully on her lips.

Lingling let out a throaty laugh, "I don't know, is that common procedure after you have sex with someone? Because I wouldn't know," Lingling said, prodding at her own prudishness.

Orm shrugged lightly, leaning into Lauren's shoulder, "We can make breakfast together," Orm suggested, lifting her eyebrows as she smiled.

"Okay," Lingling obliged, jumping out of the bed, giving Orm a competitive look, "Last one to the kitchen has to cook!" Lingling shouted, letting her feet slap against the hardwood floors as she illegally took a head start on the bet.

"Hey! No fair!" Orm yelled, following close behind Lingling flailing her skinny arms in front of her, attempting to grab her girlfriend, "Cheater!" She giggled out, clasping a hand on the counter top.

"Ha! I won," Lingling bragged, leaning over the marble counter top to make eye contact with Orm, "Now you have to make me breakfast," Lingling stated, poking her head forward, planting a dainty kiss on Orm's cheek.

"Can't complain," Orm stated, padding over to Lingling's stainless steel refrigerator, tapping her chin lightly as she studied the plethora of food items inside, "How about we make Kai Look Keuy (son-in-law Eggs)?. My mom taught me how to make them from scratch when I was just a tiny mija." Orm grinned, tugging the Egg out of from the tray.

Lingling leaned against the counter with her head resting upon her fist, and she watched as Orm ransacked the kitchen of her penthouse for "Kai Look Keuy" ingredients.

When all the ingredients were laid out in front of her, Om began taking measurements, eying them carefully to make sure she had just the right amount. The eggs was properly boiled, and as Orm was starting to chop the chilies and inform Lingling to open the pan and start to cook the sugar with soy sauce and prepare the flour for the egg to fry it. Lingling had an idea that was both childish and ingenious.

Lingling pinched her index finger and thumb together in the bag of flour, obtaining the powdery substance in her hand. She waited until Orm looked completely content with her boiled egg and then Lingling went in for the kill.

Lingling flicked the flour out of her finger, and right below Orm's eyelashes, the powder resting on her white pinkish Orm cheeks. Orm whipped her head around, her mouth agape.

"You did not just do that!" Orm yelled in a playful tone, reaching her fingers into the bag of flour.

Lingling squealed, running away from Orm "You better not!"

"It's payback," Orm claimed, chasing after Lingling indirectly getting specks of flour all over her hardwood floor. Orm took a chance and tossed the powder, splattering the white flour in Lingling's dark hair, "Got you!"

Lingling almost collapsed to the ground from giggling so much. To gain stability, Lingling gripped onto the back of her dining room chair, letting out her laughter while trying to simultaneously regain her breath.

She ran her fingers through her hair, letting the powder come loose, and Linging thought that she needed to phone the maid later.

"Okay, okay. Now we're even," Lingling said, chuckling out another laugh, "Now continue making my "Kay Look Keuy"," Lingling joked.

Orm headed back over to the bowl of boild eggs and while she steadily pilling out the shells of the eggs and continue to cook.

A short while later, Orm was piling sizzling "Kay Look Keuy" onto a plate. By time the first batch was finished, Lingling had already shoveled an entire whole egg into her mouth.

"These are good," Lingling moaned, letting the flapjack melt in her mouth.

"That's only because I made them," Orm teased, poking Lauren lightly with her fork.

"Hmm," Lingling hummed, cutting off another piece of the Egg and putting it in her mouth.

When Lingling and Orm finished, they shared the duty of washing the dishes. Orm wiped down the plates, using way too much soap and making the water too hot, while Lingling scrubbed a towel over the warm plates.

Unbelievably, this was the first time Lingling had ever done dishes, and while her character on the Disney Channel despised them, Linglingfelt domestic, like a housewife from the 1950s.

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"Do you ever think about the future?" Orm queried, breaking the silence.

Lingling tilted her head, because honestly, she hadn't. The future seemed so far away, especially since Lingling's life had already been so well lived.

Lingling had achieved more in almost a quarter of a century than anyone leading a normal life could, and with that, the future seemed so open for possibilities, that Lingling couldn't limit herself to one small plan.

"I don't know, not really," Lingling admitted, and by the way Orm's face fell, Lingling could tell that she gave the wrong answer, "I mean, I could see a future with us, if that's what you were asking."

Orm shied away into her shoulder, "I kind of was, I'm not good at being subtle."

"Hopefully there is a future for us," Lingling suggested, leaning her head onto Orm's "If there isn't, I'm giving up on love."

"Me too," Orm retorted, and for the next few days, Lingling wholeheartedly believed it.






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