ππΆππππΎππ πΉπππ·ππ (brightlight) wrote in irreparable,
Stephen turned. It shouldn't be surprising to find her in her knickers. But every time it was. It made him feel more awkward this time than ever before, especially after waking up in Lilah's bed the other morning. He didn't want the sex or genders of the bandmembers-slash-flatmates to make things awkward around the house. But he couldn't ignore it. Both of the girls looked amazing in their knickers (or swimsuits, or whatever).
"There's sparkling juice in the icebox." Stephen said, then cleared his throat, turning his eyes to the fridge. "Do you want some?"