@croccin-champagne
((slightly confused but alright. and sure!
((slightly confused but alright. and sure!
"Guess I'm gonna have to change, huh?" She said, looking down at her clothes. Her eyes lingered on her stomach just a few moments longer than they should have, a pained expression crossing her face before she looked back up.
(maybe it's an Australian term…. )
"I'll come with you," Trini said, giving Tom a quick peck on the cheek and then standing up. "I need to tell you something."
"Okay? See ya later Tom!" Kat hopped down and threaded and arm through the strap on the guitar, tossing her bottle in the trash.
"¿Sabes cómo Tom y yo fuimos a Disneyland la otra semana?" Trini asked when she closed the door of her room, Kat inside.
"Si, y que de eso?" She responded as she stepped over a stack of sheet music on the way to her closet, slightly confused.
"Tom y yo hemos estado saliendo desde hace tres años. Aprovechó la oportunidad para proponerme."
Kat froze and spun around slowly, a grin making it's way onto her face. "Oh my god oh my go oh my god."
"Yo dije que sí, obviamente," Trini said, holding up her hand. She'd had her yellow diamond ring on her finger for the past week or so without anyone noticing.
"Obviously." She rolled her eyes, leaping back through the mess to pull Trini into a tight hug. "Dude. I-That's amazing!"
"I haven't said anything yet because I don't want anything massive. You know mum is a classic Latina."
"Oh god, it's gonna be bridezilla, except the monster won't even be the one getting married." She gasped in horror.
"So…mumzilla. Please don't tell anyone. I'm not ready for them to know," Trini said, turning. As she stripped, there was an unbroken view of her wings tattoo, before it was covered by her yellow bikini straps.
"Of course. So which one of your friends have you picked for maid of honor?' She asked over her shoulder as she dug through her closet.
"Didn't you hear what I said? I haven't told anyone. Which means I haven't chosen anyone. But I'd pick you, dummy."
"Me?" Kat asked in surprise as she tossed the closest thing to a one-piece she had on her bed, along with a pair of jean shorts.
"Yes, you. You're my twin sister. Why wouldn't I pick you?"
"I-" She shrugged. "I haven't been the best sister?"
"I can't really deny that," Trini said. "But I've had my fair share of heartache and pain."
Kat finished picking out an outfit and took it into the closet to change. "Well, I'm gonna do my best to not fuck up your wedding."
"If anyone fucks it up, it'll be me. You know how I am. I'd rather just get us registered than have an actual wedding."
"Y'think ma's gonna be cool with that? 'Cause I think it might just give her a heart attack."
"I'm the one getting married, not here. Tom and I have never been people to do big things. It would suit us," Trini said as she pulled on clothes.
"You could always elope." Kat stepped out, fully dressed and digging through a drawstring bag.
"What? No! I like living here! I'd miss everyone!" Trini shot after her, slinging her bag over her shoulder.
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