Camren (One Shots)

Split

Sorry I haven't updated in months!! I've been so busy with the big fiasco of the year ending; Christmas and all that jazz.

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Tick... tick... tick.

"I'll text her again," Dinah said, hand digging into her pocket.

Camila nodded absently, and her gaze drifted to the window, eyes following the flight of a Toyota advert blimp. Her fingers tapped against the glossy glass surface of the table, impatient and erratic.

The door swung open with a resounding bang.

"You're late," Camila said immediately with a dark glare.

Lauren swept in, dressed to the nines, short dress – all elegant and sensual black – and sleek heels. Her lips pressed into a thin line, but that was the only acknowledgement.

"Nice of you to join us," Dinah said as Lauren plopped into the seat opposite Camila.

"Well, I figured Camila's so used to being the only one who comes."

Camila's jaw clenched.

"Damn, girl," Dinah whistled and held her palm out for a high-five which Lauren gave with a smug tilt of her head. "Now, you both agreed to this mediation, so let's agree that neither of you will bite off my head when this is over. We're here to do one thing and one thing only: agree on how to split up your contested belongings."

Lauren nodded. Camila paused briefly before following suit.

"Good," Dinah said. "First order of business: Gaming Consoles."

With a clenched fist, Camila looked at Lauren, hoping to gauge what her reaction would be. Lauren stared back stonily, giving no hints.

"Don't even think about it," Camila snarled. "I basically introduced you to console gaming."

"Who brought you the PS3?"

"That was a fucking gift!"

Dinah attempted to intervene, "Guys-"

"Yeah, well I'm regifting," Lauren retorted.

"You used our money to buy it," Camila said.

"We all know that you just want it for your live stream pals," Lauren said, eyes narrowing.

Camila smirked, recalling a particularly enthusiastic participant. Cute girl, young, and so... attentive.

"If you've got it, flaunt it," Camila said. "Besides, it wasn't hard to find people appreciative of such... great graphics."

"Nice one," Dinah said and gave her a high-five as well.

Lauren glowered and set her jaw.

A flash of an old memory- failing superbly at Mario Kart, making out as a consolation, Camila's quiet whisper, "sore loser". She could almost smile at that. Almost.

Lauren looked away. "Fine. You can have the PS4 and Wii, but I'm taking the Xbox."

"Fine," Camila said, "but Tomb Raider is mine."

"Fine," Lauren emphasized.

Dinah looked between the two of them before nodding. "Okay, good, that's settled," she said, scribbling down the agreed divide, and continued, "Second order of business: Bella."

Lauren stood abruptly, eyes flashing, and said, "No way. She's mine."

Dinah raised an eyebrow and read off the list, "Bella – the motorcycle?"