"Lingerie Lucas bought me, that's about it" she replied, sighing as she leaned against the wall beside the door to her closet, sliding down to sit on the floor. "Sexy shit, I've never looked sexy a day in my life" she laughed, face-palming before letting her hand fall into her lap.
Valerie snorted and shook her head. "You're kind of oblivious, aren't you? Cus you're, like, super pretty. Like, 11 out of 10, %100 of guys would smash." She pushed herself up off the bed, wandering over to the closet to rifle through Emma's clothes. "And you have to have something. Crop tops or booty shorts or… anything."
"Oversized shirts, pants, capris… I like to be comfy" she replied, stepping back and letting her look through her closet. She wasn't lying either, no booty shorts or even a single crop top to be found anywhere. "And no I am not that pretty," she said in response to her forceful compliments, brushing hair out of her face before sitting on the bed, sighing softly.
Valerie gave up the search after a few minutes, leaning against the doorframe. "First of all, lies. All kidding aside, you're one of the prettiest girls I've ever met. And second of all, we kind of have two options clothes-wise. You can either cut a shirt to turn it into a crop top and wing it, or you can borrow some of my clothes because I think we're close to the same size."
“I’m not cutting my clothes and I’m not borrowing” she replied flatly, sifting through her closet before pulling out a pair of ripped jeans and a baggy nirvana tee. “I’m wearing this” she exclaimed, throwing it on the bed before closing her closet, giving a stern look to Valerie
Valerie rolled her eyes and plopped down onto the bed again. "C'mon, you're supposed to dress up for these! At least put on a skirt or something. I mean, I'm gonna be dressing up bigtime. Plus it's a masquerade! You're supposed to be classy and shit."
“You just said I didn’t have to dress classy” she replied, rolling her eyes as she flopped over onto the bed lethargically.
Valerie laughed and smacked Emma's shoulder playfully. "You know what I meant. You're supposed to dress up a little. It adds to the alure, y'know?"
"I don't dress up," she replied, once again in a flat and angry tone. "Alure my ass" she added, walking over to her dresser and pulling out a black surgical face mask which was cotton and expensive looking. "I have this, that's it." she muttered, hooping the fabric behind her ears and placing the mask over her face, raising an eyebrow at her to see if she'd have any positive reaction at all.
Valerie laughed and rolled onto her back. "You look intimidating. I feel like I'm about to be attacked." She peered over at Emma consideringly. "Course, if you want to scare off strangers it might be a good look. Plus there's something… interesting about it. It kind of works for you."
She looked at her with the same eyes as before, this time intentionally before raising an eyebrow, smirking behind the mask. “It does work for me, huh?” She purred, laying back on the bed beside her
Valerie blushed and pushed Emma’s face away. “I swear to god, stop looking at me like that. I’m so confused about how I should be feeling because on one hand you’re low key kinda scary but on the other you’re really cute.”
“Why thank you, that’s the look I was going for.” She teased, taking off the mask before kissing her cheek, getting up and shoving the clothes back into the closet.
Valerie's face went from a delicate shade of pink to tomato red. What was that? Emma already had a boyfriend, didn't she? Was that just supposed to be some affection between friends? Or was it something more? Or was this whole conversation just a weird dream she would wake up from in a few hours? She pinched herself covertly, yelping quietly in pain.
She watched her pinch herself out of the corner of her eye, laughing softly before turning around, leaning on her desk in her room. "Why are you pinching yourself? Is my room that amazing?" she laughed, not knowing she'd think so much of the kiss.
Valerie latched onto the excuse like a lifeline. "Yeah! It's really nice in here!" She sprawled put on the bed, careful not to touch Emma just in case she did something dumb like try to kiss her back. "And your mattress is super comfy! This place is basically my dream apartment."
"Uh-huh," she muttered, rolling her eyes before heading out onto the balcony to light another cigarette, her eyes sparkling in the streetlights a few feet above them. She blew out the smoke in a couple of rings, blowing them away once they began to become disfigured.
Valerie laid on the bed for a few minutes longer, desperately trying to tamp down her blush, before she padded outside. She plopped onto the ground beside Emma's feet, shivering as the coolness of the night started to get to her. "It's fucking could, would you mind if I…?" Her voice tailed off as she stared pointedly at the cigarette.
"Get up" she laughed, taking another drag of the cigarette before holding it away from her, watching her as she shifted at her feet.
Valerie sighed and rolled her eyes before hesitantly clambering to her feet. Her arms were covered in goosebumps when she reached for the cigarette. "Pass it over."
Instead of handing it over she took a long drag, holding it in as she placed a slightly open fist to her mouth, blowing the smoke onto her lips. She held eye contact, wondering how she’d react
Valerie blushed and turned away, smoke hovering in the air around her head. She looked confused, eyebrows furrowed together and lips pulled into a tight frown. This was too much, Emma had to be making fun of her or something. "Can I just have the fucking cigarette?"
“Well according to our last test run, you can’t seem to take a cigarette slow wnough so you wouldn’t choke.” She teased, raising an eyebrow before looking at the time. “Shit, it’s already time for Luca to pick me up” she muttered, sighing softly. “It feels like it’s only been a few minutes I swear.” She laughed softly, taking another drag of the cogarettes before walking back inside, putting it out and changing into an off the shoulder knitted sweater and some mom jeans. “I guess you should be on your way then” she laughed coughing softly as she filled up a glass of water.
"It was one time!" Valerie insisted, following Emma back into the bedroom. "And I already told you: I only choked because you surprised me!" She plopped down on the bed while Emma changed and groaned when she was dismissed. "But I don't wanna," she whined playfully. "This place is so nice, can't I hang around for a couple more minutes?"
"Nope, I've gotta be waiting for him outside" she replied, shrugging before opening the door, shoving a pack of cigarettes in her pocket and leaving her lighter on the table, knowing Lucas had one of his own. "Get out" she whined playfully, pushing her hair back and putting it up into a bun on the top of her head.