Skyline of concrete dreams- SwanQueen

Chapter 20

For someone who thought they wouldn't make it past chapter 5 at best, I'm pretty damn proud of myself! And although it's already chapter 20, let me tell you that things only get more interesting from here and we're not nearly over.

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Surprisingly so, Ruby didn't manage to frighten Mary Margaret away. In fact, they seemed to get along just fine.

Ruby didn't go crazy and chose the Pit Stop dance-bar again. They drank cocktails and not shots, well maybe like two shots. This was a 'music through time' themed party and it was as great as it gets; it started with old school hits and made its way through the different decades. They danced for hours straight just because every time they decided to take a break, another great song was on and they quickly made their way back to the dance floor.

Mary Margaret started slow with the whole party dance thing but Ruby quickly helped adjust and by the end of the evening Mary Margaret was dancing her ass off. Learning from past experience, Emma opted on short clothes. It might still be chilly at nights outside but inside the club it's insanely hot. She went for high waisted cut-offs and a cropped (spaghetti) top. It was extremely comfortable but at the same time it attracted insane amount of guys. There were ass touching, hips grabbing, dancing close from behind; you know, the life of a girl just trying to have fun. Needless to say all the drinks were bought for her. They were consistent but so did Emma. After the talk with Regina all she could think of is how excited she is that Regina wants her and her only.

When they left the party the bouncer stopped to give them their photo magnets. Apparently, Emma's choice of clothes attracted the photographer as well and he took numerous pictures of her; some just her dancing, some talking to men, some hugging Ruby and Mary Margaret and some of her behind. Emma rolled her eyes but took those regardless. Despite them being extremely objectifying, the photographer did manage to capture moments with added value to them. Some were what Emma likes to call 'Happiness pictures' where you could clearly see that the picture is one hundred percent real and honest and the happiness was just caught in a frame by luck; as if you pressed pause on life for second. Her refrigerator is empty anyway, so why not hang these pictures up there?

When Emma arrived home it wasn't as late as she expected, but it was already early Saturday. She hit the mattress with a happy sigh. She put her alarm on, in case she over sleeps and dropped him on the floor next to her bed. She turned off the light and soon enough sleep took over. Finally.

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It was late morning when Emma finally dragged her lazy ass out of her apartment. It was warmer than usual outside and she didn't have any power to try and find something else to wear; yesterday's outfit will do. She stopped at the bakery to buy freshly baked bread that smelled divine and then walked another block towards the groceries store. She fished out her list and started piling up the items. She hasn't gone shopping in almost three weeks and her kitchen was practically empty. She was putting two cartoons of milk in her cart when her back jeans pocket started buzzing.

"Hello?"

"Emma?"

"Regina, how was your flight?" she was happy to hear the brunette's voice again but there was no way of ignoring how exhausted she sounded.

"Decent"

Emma waited a short moment, when nothing else was added she took charge

"Is everything okay?"

"Not really"

"Okay, what can I do?"

Small pause, the brunette probably chewing her lips again.