Cut the Deck (Lesbian Story)

I Wear The Pants

I knock respectfully, waiting for Nyla to answer, or for anyone to answer. A few minutes go by, but no one comes, so I knock again but this time longer. Few minutes again and still, no one.

I'm just worried so that's why I thought it was a good idea to walk around the small framed home. It's like a small cozy house, like the dwarfs home. I walk around back and peer into a window but no one is in sight, just an empty dining room with a few furniture pieces. I walk further and spot a patio with sliding doors. I walk over to the area and glance through the glass door and pink curtains and notice Nyla sprawled across, I'm guessing, her bed with something on her stomach.

I'm so creepy, gesh!

I knock softly and she jumps basically tumbling over onto the other side of the bed. A few seconds later her head pops up and she peaks at me through the door. She spots me standing there and lets out a sigh.

She quickly approaches the door furiously.

"Deck! Are you freaking kidding me!" She states while lightly slapping my arm. I could do nothing but break out into laughter. She slaps me again.

"That's not freaking funny!" She groans while pouting and crossing her arms adorably.

"What are you doing here?" She questions closing the door behind me. I enter her room and look at the cozy-hot pink room. Everything from the headboard to the carpet is pink. I look at her laptop area, to her bean bags and book section. Then my eyes land on her and her fuzzy black slippers and mini pajama shorts and a tank top.

"Question is, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be planning a backyard cat funeral?" I state jokingly also sarcastically because I know her cat didn't die. My eyes roam on her exposed skin. She looks even more breathtaking in pajamas. She catches me staring and does this weird movement where she tries to fold her arms. Does she not want me to see her arms?

"My cat didn't die. I have a dog but my little brother is dog sitting!" She groans out while making her way back to her bed to lay down.

"Then why did you text me that?" I groan out and follow behind her. She removes her multiple pillows and stuffed animals for me to sit.

"Because- because I got an early visit," she states while playing with a hideous stuffed beanie frog.

"From who!?" I question confusingly.

"She came to see me," she states fidgeting with the frog's legs.

"Nyla, what? Who came to see you?" I state highly confused. Maybe if I squint my eyes, I can understand what she's saying.

Wait, what?

"It's my shark week!" She continues to ramble dumbass things.

"Nyla, what the fuck are you saying!?" I blurt out annoyed.

"I'm on my menstrual Deck! You fucking dumbass!" She yells out! My mouth forms into an "Oh" as I stare at the heating pad and snicker wrappers.

"Ohhh, you have your fucking period,"
I state in chuckles. She rolls her eyes and mutters "duh".

"Well, you do know I'm a girl also. I get that shit too!" I state jokingly as I move closer to grab a snicker but she smacks my hand away quickly.