Bruises and Skirts

Flower Accent

 "This table is sticky" Abby said lifting her fingers off from the table set in the middle of the hotel room. She turned to the blonde sitting across from her on the single queen sized bed hoping for a response but instead sees the blonde sulking and looking out the window. "Um, Len?" 

The blonde perks up at her name and turns to her taking a second to remember what was being said while in her haze. "Yeah if it bothers you..I can call them for a new one.." She trails off falling onto the mattress. "I don't see why that bothers you out of literally everything else right now." Len sighs and turns over twirling her own hair falling back into a day dream state. Abby sits beside her and puts her hand in Len's hair. 

"Is the debut really bothering you that much Len? You did great I promise." Abby attempts to reassure her giving her a soft smile only for it to be replied with a heavy sigh. "C'mon I am trying to comfort you here the least you can do is talk to me." Abby lays down looking into Len's emerald colored eyes. 

Len glares and turns over sighing once again but harsher, "Good night Abby." Abby huffs and lays on top of her. She moves a strand from Len's face giving her a grin and reaches for her hand intertwining their fingers.

"No kiss goodnight? Pretty please?" She begs playfully, poking her lips out in an unattractive manner. She laughs at her own playful gesture hoping to lighten the mood. Len groans in annoyance shoving Abby away from her. Abby collapses to the ground safe from injury with having soft carpet in the entire room. "What the hell?! I have been working my ass off to make you feel better and you shove me just tell me you didn't want to!"

Len sits up wrapping the blanket around her, "I did." She looks away, her face softens and she holds out a hand for Abby. "I'm sorry, I haven't been doing well, you know that." Abby takes her hand and sits beside her wrapping her arm around Len. "This entire....thing is stressful, that therapist the manager sent me to barely helps she just tells me to go outside dumb shit like that." Len laughs sounding forced and bitter more than actually humorous. Abby tries to smile to play along with her laugh but it comes off just as forceful.

Abby sighs and lays her head on her shoulder, "I know I...look the movie is gonna do well okay? You got guns you got drama you got romance that's all people want these days yeah?" Abby uses her other hand to make a gun making silly gun shooting noises while making shooting gestures. "Also how can they not love that pretty face?" Abby leans over and kisses her plump cheeks. "Now can we rest so we are rested for tomorrow at least?" Len nods and grabs Abby's hand giving her a long kiss before laying down with Abby's arm wrapped around her.

"Fuck, almost there c'mon I can't take it any longer!" Len screams gripping onto the dresser panting heavily. Trembling with the heavy pressure behind her she can barely stand. Abby huffs and sighs behind her grunting repeatedly. 

"You're doing good babe just stay still for me." Abby replies pressing against her gripping her back forcefully panting against her neck. her hands trail up higher gripping tighter causing a shriek from Len.

Suddenly a swift 'ziiiip' noise follows causing both to sigh in relief. 

"I thought you could get things like this y'know tailored for your size?"  Abby said shaking her hand, "that fucking hurt you need to complain about that." Len rolls her eyes and feels behind her to see if the zipper was all the way up. She takes a step back to view herself in the mirror, a light blue sleeveless dress that shimmered from the cleavage down. She twirled the bottom following her feet as she spun. She smiled and turned to Abby seeing that Abby was still in a casual tank top and shorts. 

"Abby the premiere is in an hour can you at least get dressed?" She crossed her arms and rushed to her purse grabbing her makeup bag searching through for the right eyelashes. Abby was silent looking down at her outfit she pouted then looking in the purse with Len picking up a small plastic packaging with sharp eyelashes. 

"Is this what you're looking for?" She smiled holding them up for Len to see, Len gasped and took them immediately then glared at Abby pushing her toward the closet. "Yeah yeah I know." She huffed as Len went to the mirror to start on her makeup routine. Opening the closet she viewed the several outfits. She could see tux and some short dresses exactly her formal style she smiled at the thought of Len ordering the hotel to have it like this only for her. Pulling out a dark blue tux with a white floral accent out she slid over to Len viewing herself in the mirror with it on. "What ya think, hot right almost hot enough to skip this stupid premiere and rip it off of me."

Len laughed turning around and smiling at Abby, standing up to kiss her passionately, "You look great baby now can you actually put it on?" She checked herself at the mirror again watching Abby take off her tank top and shorts to put on her suit she smirked at her freckled body. Even as something as generic as a sports bra still got her mesmerized. She walks behind of Abby trailing her finger across her freckles kissing her neck. "I could make constellations with my tongue on your freckles." 

Abby laughed and put on the white buttoned up, turning to kiss Len's peach color lips. She then put on the overcoat and slipped on her pants. Back to the mirror she adjusted her tie making a coughing noise when she made it to tight. "This is my first time going to a uh, celebrity event with you, do you think all the other celebrities will give me wedgies and stick their spit in my ear for being a normie?" 

Len hugs her from behind laying her head against her back, "Don't worry we only do that to the cameramen." Abby laughs soon enough Len joining a happy genuine mood fills up the room though its short lived as their ride for the premiere quickly shows up.