Post by mac on Jan 23, 2017 2:48:47 GMT
Oh, God. This was so frustrating. Candice ran her fingers through her hair as she tried to regain her composure and Carla headed to the door to get the pizza. She looked at the film in front of them, already somehow on the scene where Harry started to board the train. When the hell had the film gotten that far? How much time had elapsed when they were busy making out? Candice tried to calm her heartbeat, as the delivery boy teased them and delivered their food. Great. Just great.
Candice stood up and approached Carla to grab the food from her and head to the table. She gave her a somewhat apologetic look at her face and then, when the door shit and Carla began rambling, she laughed lightly at first, but the more she rambled the louder she got.
”It’s okay, Carla. Don’t worry about it,” She said, though the way that Carla looked now, with her hair a mess and her lips slightly pouted, and her cheeks tinted darker than they usually were with color, was enticing. She was surprised that she had alcohol for them, but was glad at the same time. ”You might want the lemonade. I’ll take the Smirnoff – unless you want me to mix drinks for us both,” she said. As she continued to ramble, Candice shook her head, and by the time she was done, she leaned forward and connected their lips in a brief kiss. She pulled away with a smile. ”It doesn’t matter if he knows what we were doing. There’s absolutely nothing shameful about making out with your girlfriend in the privacy of your own home. Also. I think we should be fine pouring the drinks over ice. ”And, as for the kissing, that can be continued after we’ve finished eating. After all, we have 7 movies to get through. I think we’ll find time by movie three or four,” she teased. She put the food down on the table and gave Carla another kiss, before she gently tugged her towards her room. ”Now, where were those drinks?”