Frankie Vallario (franklyscarlett) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2010-10-17 00:35:00 |
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Entry tags: | fox, frankie |
Tuesday: August/19/08
Who: Fox and Frankie
When: LATE Tuesday night
Where: Fox's room
What: some sort of confrontation
When Fox told Frankie he was going out with friends, she didn't think much of it. Maybe she should have, because she didn't know him to have many male friends, but she didn't expect him to go out with two women who were going to flirt shamelessly with him (and he in return). None of that was on Frankie's radar. She was content to do a bit of homework, read for a while, watch a bit of TV, and eventually fall asleep waiting for Fox in his room.
Frankie often slept over with Fox, though he sometimes crashed in her room. She expected him to wake her up when he got back, and maybe then they could screw around a bit before going back to sleep. Well, he definitely woke her up, but as he stumbled in with little regard for how much noise he was making, reeking of all the odors associated with a club, including the girly smells clinging to him that could only have come from rubbing up against other women, Frankie wasn't much in the mood for sex.
Stirring and taking a glance at the alarm clock, Frankie sat up and fumbled around until she located the lamp on the night stand. The room was suddenly illuminated, and Fox looked a mess. "What happened to you?" there was concern in her voice, and she genuinely did worry about why he looked so out of sorts, but he also looked drunk, so there was a hint of annoyance in her tone.