Chapter 8: Your bunk or mine?

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"I'm tired"

Maritza says trying to find an excuse.

Flaca comes back to her senses and is awfully confused when she sees Maritza's red cheeks. And nervousness all over her face.

Why was she so nervous?

"yeah, your bunk or mine?"

"mine, it's the nearest. and I am the big spoon tonight, I have a thingy for your neck"

She says with all seriousness.

"you do huh?"

another thunder strikes as they both got up which made Maritza's lips release a high-pitched yelp as the room got lit once more and the roaring sound echoed in every corner of Litchfield. She pulled Flaca closer to her.

"never fucking mind I'm sleeping on top of you tonight"

She says as she holds Flaca as close to her as possible. Flaca can't help but laugh at Maritza's sudden change of choice.

"It's not funny"

She says while letting a silent giggle escape her mouth.

"then why you laughing boo boo?"

Flaca says tilting her head to a side teasingly.

"just get your ass in there and cuddle me"

Maritza says pushing Flaca into the bunk and getting inside too. She finds a comfortable position on her best friend with her cute little legs hanging outside the bunk, one of her hands on Flaca's waist and the other holding on to the neckline's shirt. She puts her head on Flaca's chest and closes her eyes.

Flaca wraps her arms around Maritza's tiny body frame holding her tight and gives her a peck on her forehead.

"you have a soothing heartbeat"

Maritza whispers  peacefully while burying her face deeper into Flaca's chest.

"goodnight, beautiful. I love you"

Flaca says now closing her eyes.

"night gorgeous, I love you too"

Maritza whispers to her as she leaves a quick, but passionate kiss on Flaca's neck and returns to her original position.

sorry it's short >.<

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