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Started January 12, 2019 by @blue_topaz

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GWEN: Just figured you’d be busy. How do you feel about that little diner just off campus? I think it’s called Sara’s Diner, but I could be wrong.

Gwen sighed in relief as she managed to dodge the question about her nerves.

MARLA: The cutesy 50’s one? Or am I thinking of something completely off?

Death hummed, dangerously enticing, but Marla stood her ground. “I drew you,” she growled at it. “I’ve done my job and you’ve done yours.”

GWEN: That’s the one! Figured we celebrate your vintage aesthetic a few more times before I turn you into a hipster.

Gwen smiled as she sent the text, relieved Marla recognized the place.

MARLA: Lol, thank you for your consideration ;)

She turned her full attention back to the screen, biting her tongue before sending the winky emoticon.

Gwen laughed as she saw the winking face.

GWEN: ;) is the only time I can actually wink. Can’t even do it irl.

Marla laughed quietly, promptly ignoring the way the room seemed to darken in response. It was a dangerous gamble, ignoring the cards, yet here she was.

MARLA: Really? Lol

GWEN: Hey! I’m trying my best here! :P

She rolled her eyes playfully as she read Marla’s last message over again. It was likely she hadn’t actually laughed, but the thought of there being a chance of it made Gwen’s heart swell.

MARLA: Sorry, sorry :P. Guess I’ve also got to work on my social skills ;)

She leaned back against the wall, grinning.

GWEN: Lol, me too! Guess we can pratice tomorrow, right? I’m deathly afraid of ordering at restaurants. I swear I’ll try not to cry this time.

Gwen hit send and silently prayed Marla would pick up on her sarcasm.

Once again, Marla burst out laughing, though the room went almost black. Was she being stupid? Absolutely. Endangering herself? Yup. Did she care? At the moment, not at all.

MARLA: Ouch, I hope not lol. Fear not, I’ll protect you

Gwen laughed out loud, causing the potted plants in the room to perk up.

GWEN: Ty, I am quite the damsel in distress!

MARLA: I have no doubt XD. Does this mean I get to see you in a ballgown?

She forced herself to set the phone aside and try to pick up the cards again. Surprisingly, they relented, though the side of Death cut a deep gouge into her palm. Marla bit back a cry of pain, replacing the cards into the satchel.

GWEN: Only if you’re paying for it!

She laughed reading Marla’s text, unable to imagine herself in a ballgown.

MARLA: Hey, I’m either paying for my new wardrobe or your ballgown. Your choice

She settled back onto the bed, light returning to the room.

GWEN: Hmm… paying for my fashion or your fashion? Hard choice. Does that mean you aren’t paying for our trip to Disney Land either?

MARLA: Hold up a second— Disney?

Just as she sent the message, the door opened and her roommate walked in, blowing a huge bubble with her gum. “Hey, Trinity.”

Trinity smiled, flopping down on her bed. “Hey, Marla. Looking a little pink there— who’s the lucky guy you’re texting?”

“Girl,” she corrected without missing her best, though her heart definitely did. Since when was she this confident? Trinity blinked, then smirked. “I guess my friend owes me five dollars.”

“I beg your pardon?”

Gwen laughed looking at the screen. She sent a gif of Mickey Mouse waving.

GWEN: Sorry, childhood dreams slipping through. You got me thinking about it with all this ballgown talk.

Marla was amused, she had to admit. Trinity was too, it was evident in the way her mismatched eyes seemed to glimmer. “My friend is, too put it plainly, a bit of a raging lesbian. Heard I had a cute roommate, thought you were straight. I bet her otherwise.”

Rolling her eyes, Marla glanced down at her screen. “Should I be flattered?”

MARLA: Confession time: I’ve never been. And I’ve never seen Mulan, The Lion King, or Beauty and the Beast

GWEN: Last time I went was when I was 8. You haven’t see three of the best movies in existence?! Hope you don’t have any plans this weekend cause it looks like we have to have a Disney sleepover too.

Gwen chewed her lip nervously upon sending the message. I sounded way too bossy, didn’t I?

Trinity chuckled. “Should you?” Marla held up a finger, seeing the new message. “One sec, minor crisis.”

MARLA: Damn, the one weekend I’m packed, I get invited to a sleepover? I’m sorry ):
Does next weekend work for you?

GWEN: It’s cool! I don’t want you to get sick of me too fast either. I can do next Sunday?

Gwen tried not to get discouraged, but self doubt was already feeding off of Marla’s last message.

MARLA: Aw, why would I ever get sick of you? And Sunday sounds great :)

Trinity raised an eyebrow. "Crisis?"
"One second…."

GWEN: Lmao trust me, you’ll be long beyond done when you get memes sent to you at 3 AM. :/

Gwen eyed her homework piled onto the floor. She sighed quietly, knowing she’d have to stop texting Marla to do it.

MARLA: I’d be more than happy to receive three am texts from you

GWEN: We’ll see about that Princess Charming.

Gwen almost added something else, but decided to let her bold text stand alone.