Heartbeat

Lunch Date

Sherman let out one last snore before stirring and sitting up, dropping the mug of iced coffee on the carpet in the process. Carm pretended to act frustrated as Laura did a little dance in her lap.

"I shouldn't give him so much credit." Carm shook her head in fake disappointment as she handed Laura a 20-dollar bill- who looked at her with a smug smile.

"And that is POINT HOLLIS," Laura snatched playfully snatched the money out of Carmilla's hands, leaning back against her, "Thanks for the lack of coordination Dad. Came in handy this time."

Carmilla rolled her eyes but had to hide half of her face behind Laura's shoulder. She had to grin to suppress the laughter at Sherman's confused puppy face.

"I'm sorry girls, what are you talking about?"

"Oh, just a little game called REDEMPTION! Great advice Dad!" Laura pumped a fist in the air. Maybe she was overdoing it. But, was there ever a time where she didn't?

"That's the Laura way of saying we bet on whether or not you'd spill your drink when you woke up. Unfortunately, I was kind enough to think you had better composure," Carmilla rolled her eyes yet again. Laura was having way too much fun with this; but she didn't mind. She couldn't help but find her adorable through it all.

"Keep that up and you're going to be the one cleaning the carpet Cupcake." Carm kept the playfulness of her voice but kept most of it serious.

Laura stopped bouncing immediately to turn on Carmilla, her smile brighter than ever.

I'' give her the 20 bucks back later.

This game was actually really fun...even if she didn't really win anything, "Hey! I won the bet! No fair!"

"All the more reason why you should clean it. Consider it your prize." Carm smirked. She knew Laura knew she was kidding. They all knew that Sherman would probably try to beat them to it; but, Carm wasn't going to let him.

"Well, you lost; so, why can't you clean it," Laura's playful whine would probably be more amusing to Carmilla if this situation were real. But she knew that one of them would have to clean it up eventually, "Rock, paper, scissors for it? And NO, you cannot always choose scissors!" Her eyes went wide as she remembered her father was still in the room.

"Disregard, Dad!"

"Hmm...alright. Sounds fair. On three or after three?" Carmilla held up her hand in starting position.

"On three of course." Laura mimicked her girlfriend's position.

Sherman watched on with amusement as the two girls had (fake) determined looks on their faces.

"Alright, here we go. Rock, paper, scissors" Carm and Laura called out at the same time.

Carmilla had to hold back her laughter as she changed her hand from rock to scissors.

Laura could not believe the way things were going for her today. First an engagement, then her mother, sex while her father was within earshot; and now here she sat, scissor to scissor with her girlfriend, and her dad in view of it all.

"CARMILLA!"

At that, Carmilla lost it. She wrapped her arms around Laura's waist, laughing until tears nearly fell from her eyes.

"Round 2," She asked, giving Laura an innocent look, "I promise I won't do scissors this time. Cross my heart."

I'm not doing scissors again. Laura would spray me for her dad.

Sherman continued to stare from the other couch, still amused; and, not understanding why Laura was so worked up over scissors.

(Poor Sherman lmao)