Lilly Maymin (lilly_maymin) wrote in btvsal, @ 2011-01-10 23:32:00 |
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Current location: | Lilly's Apartment |
Current mood: | hot |
Entry tags: | lilly maymin, paige bennett, place: la |
How Can an Apartment be Hot in January
Who: Paige and Lilly
Where: Lilly's Apartment
When: Monday Evening, 1/10
"Good lord, woman! DO you ever USE the air conditioner up in this bitch?" Ah. Paige was clearly in top form today, as she lounged about in Lilly's apartment. "I mean, I'm a fucking DEMON and I'm sweltering! I know it goes against your Jewishness and shit, but spend a few bucks and put that shit ON!"
"It's on high, Paige," Lilly said to her in her ever calm tone.It was sad that, in January, you could still sweat in a studio apartment in the middle of LA. "Heat rises, babe. Everyone below me probably has their heaters on. Plus, the building turns on the heat in the winter and clicks it back to air in March. The only thing I can run is the fan and hope for the best."
"Well fuck ME..." Paige sighed, taking off the white button-down she'd been wearing, now only in a skintight black tank with her cut-offs. "We gotta get you into a better place, girl. Because this is the shits." Then, she heard a banging below them. Great. The old-ass lady that lived in the apartment below Lilly must have thought Paige was being too loud. She ran to the window... and YELLED. "Knock it off, Ms. Jordan! I'll come down there and kick yer fuckin' dentures halfway to NEVADA!!!"
Lilly just laughed as Paige shouted at the old lady who lived in the apartment below. Every time Paige came over, the woman beat on the ceiling of the apartment at least once a visit, as if it was some ritual that she *had* to perform. "I like my apartment," she said to Paige. "It's in my price range and has the space that I need."
"I swear that old bat below you needs to borrow some of those toys Neely and her girl are stockpiling or something." Paige grumbled, shaking her head. "Seriously, how much plastic dick can two women NEED???"
Lilly giggled as she laid down on her bed, the bed itself only having a sheet on it, because, even in the winter, it was too hot in her apartment to sleep with anything on top of her. "Wanna send her a gift in the mail then? We can order something in a catalog and stick her address on it."
"Bitch is so fucking old she might die before it GETS here." Ah. Clearly, being a protector of the innocent had turned Paige into a gentle, loving soul, eh? "Anyway... I know he's our bassist, but seriously? I might have to fucking castrate Jim."
Another giggle bubbled forth from Lilly. "Why this week?" she asked simply. The boy was more horny than anything alive should be, so Lilly simply figured that it had something to do with that.
"He's been hitting on Patience McConnell's alt!daughter. Like, relentlessly. Kid's going through enough right now, she doesn't need Erik Estrada Jr. trying to get in her panties constantly." Paige grumbled, shaking her head. "I swear that boy goes after anything with a hole and a heartbeat."
"I'm not terribly sure that a heartbeat is required, considering where we live," Lilly added in a deadpan voice. "He probably doesn't quite understand what she's going through, since he can barely think past his dick most of the time." Jim was not the brightest bulb in the box. Maybe that's what kept him, Darlene, and Dave together. All of them were idiots trying to live in a big world.
"How Dar never stabbed him in the neck I'll never know. Good thing he's such a good bassist." Paige grabbed Lilly, pulling her to her roughly, snuggling her like she was.. some possession of hers. "I love you, by the way."
"Love you, too," Lilly said softly, nuzzling up to her. She actually liked it when Paige manhandled her. Wasn't sure what that said about her, but it was true just the same. "I think Dar's tried, she just doesn't have good aim."
"Oh, and I'm keeping Whitmore's number on speed-dial to give to everyone I hang out with." Uh-oh... "Patience is back in town. And when I see her... I'm still undecided on if I'm gonna give her a big hug... or punch her in the fucking face.
"Personally, I suggest a big fat punch to her face," Lilly admitted. She still couldn't understand why Patience would leave everyone in a lurch like she did then just come back like nothing had happened. "Just my humble suggestion, though."
"Well... just in case it goes too far, someone can call Whitmore to come take me out." Wow... she was THAT concerned that she'd get angry to the point of going crazy?
Lilly nodded. She hoped that it wouldn't come to something like that, though. God, she hoped and prayed, actually. "Let's not think of stuff like that now, though," she said, sitting up and moving so that she was straddling Paige's lap. "Let's think of other things."
"Other things, huh?" Paige said with a throaty laugh. "WhatEVER can you mean?"
Lilly chuckled. "I'm sure you can put it together," she said, leaning forward and kissing Paige on the lips.