[LOG] When I see you...

[wendy_x_marie]

WHO →  A/U Wendy wendy_x_marie and A/U Bebe destroynsociety 
WHEN → Uh. Midday? Not so dark, not so bright.
WHERE → Ugh, there must be a library somewhere.
WHAT → Wendy remembers the joy of reading.
STATUS → In progress.
WARNINGS → I kind of doubt it, but Wendy is a closet lesbian...

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[destroynsociety]

Bebe had spent nearly three hours with Clyde, picking out things to decorate her bedroom. He was good for carrying supplies, and she needed them. It wasn't exactly like home, but she was trying her best, and after a few hours of work, it wasn't looking half bad. It went faster with his help, and it was somewhat funny to hear him talking about his Bebe, and how she should move certain items here or there, because it was how he reminded her room. It had been a fun afternoon, for sure, but by the time that they had finished, she was left a little unfulfilled

[wendy_x_marie]

Wendy looked up, "Oh, Hey, Bebe." She said, looking around, and once seeing that no one was looking, dog eared the page she was on. She set the book, cover down, on one of the piles. (Just so Bebe couldn't taunt her about it.)

Standing, she brushed off the dust from the back of her pants and what she could reach of her shirt. "Where you looking for me, or something? I thought you were decorating your room." Wendy raised a brow-- it had been a few hours, but if Wendy had been decorating her room, it would have been so meticulous that it would have taken a few days. At least. And that would just be for basic stuff, too.

Then again, Bebe had none of Wendy's anal retentiveness.

[destroynsociety]

"I was, but I finished already. Some of the paint isn't dry yet, so it kinda still smells all funky, butttt.. all of the furniture and stuff like that is done. It really looks nice! You're gunna like it, it looks like my one from home, mostly," Bebe explained quickly, clearly glad for a chance to gush about her day of labor and hard work. When Wendy stood up from the floor, Bebe made her way over, a wide smile on her lips as she extended both of her hands out to the other girl.

"Come on, let's go see!"

[wendy_x_marie]

"Already?" She asked. She could feel the incredulous look forming on her face-- brow raised, smirk slowly spreading across her face. It was always the same, smug look. She knew she used it entirely too much, but it was so easy to slip it on when her friend said something entirely unbelievable.

"Well, okay. Will you help me with my room?" She asked, eyeing the pile of books and realizing no one would care-- hell, no one would even find them, probably.

Her room was unpainted and unsituated-- there was a bed. The end.