Holy Angel

12. Opening

Miya:

After the little lunch date with Saya, the two decided that they should continue the day over at Miya's house. A little adult sleep over would be fun.

"In here smells like sex." Saya mugged as she walked into Miya's bedroom. "Probably was fucking like rabbits." She mumbled the last part which caused miya to laugh out loud.

"Maybe, maybe not." Miya shrugged as she dropped her purse on the dresser and walked over to her bed. Throwing the pillows everywhere Miya needed to get her sheets in the washer. She refuse to be sleeping in body fluids, even it was hers and her 'boyfriend'.

"Yeah. Wash those sheets before I get up in this bed." Saya pinched the corner of the sheets and pulled it back quickly.

Looking at her Miya mugged.

"It's not like I'm dirty."

"Girl, the way these sheets look says otherwise." Saya arched her brow but then burst into laughter. She could never be serious without cracking a smile or laughing, and Miya was glad for the little reaction after a joke because Miya was the one to never laugh at a 'joke' about her.

"Shut up and help me take these sheets downstairs." Grabbing the sheets Miya laughed lowly as she walked out the room.

"You want me to touch this?"

"If you don't come on you'll be sleeping on the damn floor." Miya yelled back at her as she was already down the first set of steps.

"I can't believe I'm touching my best friend sex sweat and juices."

"Well believe it." She mumbled under her breath as she made her way down to the laundry area. Miya opened the top of the washers and stuffed the sheets on the inside, followed by Saya stuffing them down as well. Miya put two pods and started the washer.

"So, how was it?" Saya played with her thumbs as she rocked back and forth from her heels to the ball of her feet.

"How was what?" Miya turned on her heels and walked out of her mud room into the kitchen. She had a huge craving for fries and ice cream at the moment, and all she wanted to do was make her fries and get her a bowl of her favorite ice cream.

"You know, the dick." Saya sat on the counter and started kicking her legs.

"Now you know I don't pillow talk." Miya walked over to the fryer and plug it in. It was true Miya was never the one to pillow talk, she couldn't stand when people was in her business or trying to get in it.

"Awe, come on Miya we've been best friends since high school. I always tell you things." Saya whined.

Miya looked at her and squinted her eyes.

"What? It's true. I do tell you everything." Saya shrugged her shoulder.

"I don't ever ask you to."

"There's such things as best friends Miya, and they tell each other everything I mean damn." She rolled her eyes with her arms folded over her chest.

"You know, I had a best friend once and she fucked Dellie because I told her how bomb he was, which resulted in her having a freak accident days later." Miya shrugged nonchalantly as she took the fries out of the freezer and took them over to the fryer.

"Who is Dellie? And what kind of freak accident?" Saya arched her brow.

"DelQuan, and just a regular smegular freak accident."

"Did yo-" Saya stopped mid sentence and put her hands up in the air as in surrender mode.

"I'm not even going to ask." She let out a slight chuckle and shook her head.