Horse Ridin' (Motionless In White)

Chapter 42: Couple's T-Shirts

Written: 5/13/17

Notes: fuuuuuck meeeeeee (pls don't)

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Rosaline groaned when her alarm went off, sure that she had only been asleep for a few moments instead of what had probably been at least four hours. Truthfully that may as well have been the case considering how late they had stayed out at that pub the night before.

Memories came flooding back as she rolled over, clicking the 'STOP' button on her iPhone's screen to turn off the alarm. They had continued talking to Jacob for hours, only leaving the bar once they had been kicked out at about 2 am. Rosaline had enjoyed talking to him and knew Sirenia had as well, the chance to socialize with someone they both enjoyed the company of was so foreign. They had both been grateful for the chance to talk to a guy that was polite despite knowing the girls were both already in relationships.

They had also both gotten a glimpse of Jared leaving the bar with a guy in tow, making both girls giggle quietly under their breath. They would never be letting Jared live that one down. Sleeping with a competitor at Rolex? Jared would be getting teased about that until the end of time. Surely the girls had enough cunning jokes and puns about it to last that long, right?

Her watch read that it was a few minutes after 7 am, meaning she had just spent about 9 minutes reminiscing on the events of last night. Typical Rosaline- zone out and get lost in thought for some stupid amount of time.

She glanced over at her sister's bed, eyebrows raising curiously when she saw that it was empty. Her sister had definitely been with her when they had come back last night, that she was sure of. Neither of them had drank a single drop of alcohol, so there way no way that wasn't true.

Starting to feel slightly panicked, Rosaline sat up quickly and glanced around the room. Her hand flew over the nightstand, feeling around for her glasses so she'd be able to see a little more clearly. When she finally found them she shoved them onto her face, immediately pushing them up the bridge of her nose so she'd be able to see properly. In doing so she somehow tickled her nose, making her sniffle for a moment before sneezing loudly.

"Goth bless you." A voice spoke from the corner of the room, making Rosaline leap out her bed and turn to see Sirenia sitting at the desk tucked into the darkest corner of the room. "Totally scared the shit out of you just then, didn't I?"

Rosaline blinkend, bringing a hand to her chest as her whole body relaxed. "Fuck you, Siri! I almost had a goddamn conniption just then!"

Sirenia smirked. "Sorry, but that was fucking hilarious. I thought you were going to pee your pants!"

"Still not funny!" Rosaline groaned, sitting back down on her bed and tucking her feet underneath of her. "So, why are you awake anyways? You're always up after me. You hate mornings."

At this, the black-and-grey haired girl blushed. "I was... busy."

"With what? Planning a murder? Talking to someone?" Rosaline asked, immediately seeing her sister's cheeks heat up at the mention of the latter. "Oh my God, you were talking to someone! I bet it was Josh. HA! It was, wasn't it?" She probed, getting more sure of herself as her sister's cheeks turned an even darker red and her eyes flitted down to her feet.

Sirenia blushed; now the tables were turned on her. "I was texting Josh all night."

Now Rosaline was really interested. "And did you two exchange any steamy photos?"

"If by steamy you mean a photo of my outfit then yes, very steamy." Sirenia smirked, earning an eye roll from her sister. "I know, surely we're not nearly as devious as you and Ricky. God knows what mushy, lovey dovey nudes and phone sex you two are having."