YEAR: 2041
YEAR: 2041-2042
YEAR: 2042
YEAR: 2042
Post by BERNADETTE LOGANS on Jan 28, 2020 13:21:02 GMT -5
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It was ten o’clock at night and Bernie was wide awake and bored. Nobody could go out, nobody she normally hooked up with was free. And worse yet, she didn’t feel like going out to find someone for the night. So, she took a chance and texted Luca who she had been sleeping with off and on for the last few months. There was a lot of hesitation in Bernie to have something this continual after what happened with PARKER EMERSON . Bernie had been having fun, then suddenly it seemed like Parker had feelings, real feelings and she did not want that. If he wanted real feelings, she was not the person. Bernie normally just hit them and quit them, at least after having someone get far too emotionally involved in their involvement. No commitment for the win! Luca seemed to be okay with the arrangement of just sleeping together, no dates, no real anything, just sex. Until she sensed he had feelings, it was okay with her.
It also helped that she showed up to his house wearing nearly nothing. She had some tights on, but then under her trench coat was a very stereotypical sexy underwear under it. Bernie didn’t always show up like this, but she was very much after one thing. Drinks, sex, and then going home satisfied.
Bernie didn’t stay over. No, no, no, no, n, no, no. Shere panic from her plans for last night. This was not her room, nor was it the room of someone she would be willing to stay over at (read: MIDORI CHAUCER or Mac’s house after drinking too much and being told to take the spare bed). This was a room she knew well, a bedroom she knew well she should say, but this was not where she normally woke up. How freaking awkward was this going to be when she finally got up. Could she just crawl back under the covers, wake up at night repeat the fun events, but leave and pretend it never happened?
Bernie could feel the headache already starting. This could have been why she might have been convinced to stay over or post sex, she likely just passed out. We suppose that in reality trying to get home in that state, because she couldn’t fully remember the night, would have been a bad idea.
Bernie took a few deep breaths before using the restroom and then exiting the bedroom to find Luca cleaning everything. “My gosh, how long have you been up?” she asked her eyes seeing that nothing was out of place or felt lived in anymore, not like last night. The food boxes were gone, the blanket folded on the couch. Why? Why clean up like this? “This isn’t because I stayed over is it?” she asked as a joke but continued to look around not seeing a speck of dust anywhere. “Are you for hire? My place needs you next.”
Bernie finally landed her eyes on the clock. One o’clock. Well…. Maybe it was more reasonable that he was awake and already had done so much. “But, really, why are you cleaning, is your secret girlfriend coming over?” she asked. “Should I put clothes on?”
It also helped that she showed up to his house wearing nearly nothing. She had some tights on, but then under her trench coat was a very stereotypical sexy underwear under it. Bernie didn’t always show up like this, but she was very much after one thing. Drinks, sex, and then going home satisfied.
Bernie didn’t stay over. No, no, no, no, n, no, no. Shere panic from her plans for last night. This was not her room, nor was it the room of someone she would be willing to stay over at (read: MIDORI CHAUCER or Mac’s house after drinking too much and being told to take the spare bed). This was a room she knew well, a bedroom she knew well she should say, but this was not where she normally woke up. How freaking awkward was this going to be when she finally got up. Could she just crawl back under the covers, wake up at night repeat the fun events, but leave and pretend it never happened?
Bernie could feel the headache already starting. This could have been why she might have been convinced to stay over or post sex, she likely just passed out. We suppose that in reality trying to get home in that state, because she couldn’t fully remember the night, would have been a bad idea.
Bernie took a few deep breaths before using the restroom and then exiting the bedroom to find Luca cleaning everything. “My gosh, how long have you been up?” she asked her eyes seeing that nothing was out of place or felt lived in anymore, not like last night. The food boxes were gone, the blanket folded on the couch. Why? Why clean up like this? “This isn’t because I stayed over is it?” she asked as a joke but continued to look around not seeing a speck of dust anywhere. “Are you for hire? My place needs you next.”
Bernie finally landed her eyes on the clock. One o’clock. Well…. Maybe it was more reasonable that he was awake and already had done so much. “But, really, why are you cleaning, is your secret girlfriend coming over?” she asked. “Should I put clothes on?”
nudge for changes, love!
| LUCA KENWAY | wearing: nothing |
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