Dreamcatcher (FreenBecky)

Chapter 20: Seattle

Present time...

It's not for nothing that they say that you shouldn't plan something in advance - plans collapse, and the guys were once again convinced of this when the bachelorette and bachelor parties didn't go as planned, although...

"To be honest, I like this kind of bachelorette party more than a striptease of half-naked men crawling on me" Naomi drawls lazily, throwing her head back on the back of the sofa after another sip of beer from the bottle.

"Me too" Becca responds, glancing angrily at Freen sitting on the couch next to her, and then takes a sip from the bottle.

"Are you really angry at me for this?" Freen raises her hand, turning half-sideways towards the brown-haired girl to see her better.

"She's really mad at you for this" Nam sings along, sitting on the rug near the fireplace, while throwing a roll into her mouth. "But I told you so" the the girl shakes her finger, chewing on the deliciousness.

Freen rolls her eyes, glancing at her friend, and when she realizes she's shut up, she turns her gaze back to an angry Becca, who is staring into the fireplace and drinking her beer.

"Baby" Freen softens, moving closer to the girl, "you're not serious, are you?" Freen looks at Becca's flat profile and, having received no answer, continues. "It's not my fault that he sat on me. I didn't even like it" the brunette exclaims, waving her hand. "And in general, you are no better!"

Now Becca's eyes widened in confusion, and she immediately turned her gaze to Freen.

"Me?" she asks with sincere surprise, pointing a finger at herself.

"Oh, here it is" Nam whispers conspiratorially, covering her mouth with her hand, whispering this to Sophie, one of the bridesmaids, who is watching with curiosity the squabble of new acquaintances.

Naomi, who is sitting on the same couch with the girls, looks straight ahead and, barely holding back her laughter, listens to the lovers' squabble.

"Yes" Freen answers without a twinge of conscience, folding her arms over her chest and frowning, turning away from Becca and sitting up straight, leaning back on the couch.

Becca stares open-mouthed at the brunette's angry profile.

"And what did I do?!" Becca is sincerely interested, autonomously holding out the bottle for Naomi to take it from her hands, so as not to spill everything or worse.

"You were flirting with a waitress who was nearly naked and clearly enjoying serving you" Freen snorted, glaring at Becca with her angry hazel eyes.

Becca widens her eyes even more, opening her mouth, but, as luck would have it, she cannot answer anything and, with a silent plea for help, turns her gaze to Nam, but in response only:

"Don't look at me like that, it was your fault" Nam waved her hand, and then, seeing contempt in the green eyes, she smiles guiltily and stuffs a lot of sushi into her mouth.

"I didn't flirt with her, she was flirting with me, and on my part it's common politeness" the brown-haired defends herself.

"Really? And I made that guy sit on me, right?" Freen immediately shoots back, looking into the green eyes opposite.

Becca wants to answer, but remains silent, pursing her lips and squinting into the eyes opposite her. The staring contest never stops.

There was silence until Nam, as always, saved everyone with her comment: