Instant Family (SWSH Fanfic)

I Don't Know... Or Maybe...?

Nessa crept into Marnie's closet, her eyes scanning up and down for a landmark that screamed 'I keep files in here!' She was greeted by an almost impenetrable defense of clutter.

Shit...

She vigorously pushed aside the hangers perched on a worn wooden pole, stood on her tip toes and eyed the dusty top shelf, and kicked aside various knickknacks as she continued her search. She happened upon an old, worn guitar case in the corner. She immediately paused.

Could this have anyth—

"So are you like— going back to school to get your degree in being nosey or what."

Marnie's no-nonsense voice sent a nervous shiver down Nessa's spine. She whipped around, putting her hands up defensively, "—Heyyyy Marnie! Wow— it's amazing how you can go from passed out to UN-passed ou—"

SHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT.

"The fuck are you doing in my closet? Are you desperately trying to stuff yourself back in it?"

Nessa dropped her hands and rolled her eyes, scoffing at Marnie as she walked out.

"Ugh too late for that— ship's sailed... I was just..." Nessa scanned the room desperately, her brain cells engaging at impressive levels for her, "... looking for a change of clothes for you, sweat monster." She turned around, popping out her hip and crossing her arms, "you need a shower, ya nasty hungover mess..."

Marnie shot her a deadly glare as she brought the collar of her shirt to her nose, giving it a half-assed sniff. Her glare softened significantly, her shoulders coming up to a defeated shrug as she made her way back over to Nessa.

"Eh, I guess... maybe I wouldn't be so damn sweaty if you weren't so hell bent on fucking me every second..."

Nessa's jaw dropped, her hand shooting out to box Marnie's ear. "Ugh— whatever! Just go get cleaned up..."

"Ow! Bitch—" her hand shot up to Nessa's wrist as she tried to wriggle herself free, "— you're so fucking confusing!" Her ear popped out from Nessa's thumb and forefinger, glowing a painful red. Marnie held fast to her wrist as she locked her eyes onto Nessa's. "What are we even doing? What're you still doing here? Shouldn't you be heading home to your girlfriend??"

Ooo shit right. I have one of those...

A pang of guilt shot through her stomach as she thought of Sonia, she wrung her wrists nervously as she walked over to the bed. She eyed her phone on her nightstand, picking it up and sliding her fingertip across the screen. Her voice was somber, "I don't know... I really honestly," she looked up, making earnest eye contact with Marnie as she walked toward her bathroom, towel in tow, "I didn't want to leave you alone after seeing you like that... I just wanted to make sure you were okay..." She set the phone back down, face up onto the nightstand to punctuate the remark. Her eyes darted back up to Marnie's figure in the en suite.

Marnie tossed the towel on the rack by her shower, turning around and folding her arms over her chest defensively. "I'll be fine— this isn't my first rodeo with a hangover... or being alone..." Her voice trailed off as she leaned against the countertops in her bathroom to inspect her face. Nessa frowned. Her lips parted as she tried to find the words to say.

Both of their heads whipped around simultaneously as Nessa's phone began to vibrate madly on top of Marnie's nightstand. Nessa swallowed hard as she approached the phone cautiously. Marnie smirked and followed closely behind.

Sonia's name glowed on the screen.

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Did he just say— GUH