[center][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/l3q2vSszWywLqvFDy/giphy.gif[/img] [color=slategray][sub][@Univesorum] [@Fabricant451] Introducing: [color=ffff66][b]Erika “Vileplume” Morales[/b][/color] and [color=33f4f1][b]Adriana “beb” Snyder[/b][/color] Location: Captain Cuddles Interacting with: Each other <3[/sub][/color][/center] [hr][hr] [center]It was surprising that Captain Cuddles was so slow tonight. Not that Adriana was really complaining, it made it more peaceful for her and Erika. When she’d asked the person working the counter tonight, they’d said it probably had something to do with the party happening on the boat that night. After she thought about it, Adriana decided it totally made sense, but to her and hopefully Erika, the party didn’t matter. Tonight was a special night for them! It was their six month anniversary, and they had made this date weeks ago. No party that was announced on a random Tuesday would get in the way of this. There had been one other party in the restaurant, Owen Lyon and his mother, but they’d left and now the volleyball queen and her stoner were alone! Sometimes, a person would step in to pick up a to-go order, but for the most part it was just them, and endless pizza, endless seasoned curly fries, and endless cheesy bread, and a bottomless root beer float to share. Well… it wasn’t all [i]really[/i] endless or bottomless, but Adriana had a tab her parents paid for and she didn’t mind charging to it for a date so important. She took a sip from one of the straws hanging in their root beer, and smiled at Erika, reaching underneath the table to grab her knee. [color=33f4f1][b]“I got you a gift! Wanna open it?”[/b][/color] Captain Cuddles never really seemed like a place that would hold much significance for Erika apart from being the place that has the best double cheese in the area, but then before she met Adriana the whole notion of going to places for reasons other than cheap food and servers who didn’t mind the faint smell of weed was baffling. Captain Cuddles was the ideal spot for a sixth month anniversary for the simple fact that it had been the spot of their very first date. Erika had suggested they go to a burger joint but it was closed at the time for renovations and rather than sulk into a depression because the supposed [color=FFFF66][b]”perfect first date that I totally, like, planned out and stuff”[/b][/color] hadn’t worked out at the very first stop, they opted to go a few blocks over to Captain Cuddles. Clearly it had been the right move, since here they were, six months later. Erika was glad that it was uncharacteristically empty tonight, it made the occasion feel more personal and private. Erika couldn’t exactly afford to take Adriana to a five star restaurant like [i]Kumiho[/i] or whatever even though she totally deserved it so an empty Captain Cuddles and a constant stream of root beer and double cheese was a fair compromise. Erika sat across from Adriana and was deep into a slice of pizza, a glob of stringy cheese sitting atop the slice like it was a cherry on a sundae, when her attention was brought back to Adriana. [color=FFFF66][b]”Ah go’yu wanto.”[/b][/color] Erika responded with a mouthful of pizza, speaking quickly right before she covered her mouth in stark realization and then promptly swallowed the piece she had been chewing while reaching for a napkin to wipe the little grease from her fingers. [color=FFFF66][b]”I got you one too. I was worried it wouldn’t get here in time.”[/b][/color] Erika, with a freshly wiped hand, reached under the table to hold Adriana’s hand, running her thumb over each knuckle before locking hands together. Adriana giggled as Erika spoke with her mouthful, taking her free hand and tapping Erika’s nose, [color=33f4f1][b]“your mother says I’m supposed to tell you not to talk with your mouth full, Vileplume.”[/b][/color] She teased, before her face erupted in a smile. Yay! Erika had gotten her a gift. That was good, it was a very positive thing. Adriana had been a little worried that Erika might have forgotten the significance of the evening due to a hazy, weed soaked mind. Now, she wasn’t the type of girl to get upset if something like an anniversary was missed by her SO, but she didn’t want Erika to feel outclassed or like she wasn’t good at this, because she’d forgotten a gift. Luckily, that wasn’t the case! There would be no feeling bad, [i]and[/i] Adriana got a gift. A truly win-win situation. [color=33f4f1][b]“That’s great! I can’t wait to see what you got me. But first! Here, open this.”[/b][/color] She reached a hand down into her bag and withdrew a package. Admittedly, it wasn’t a very large box, but it was the thought that counted, right? Waiting inside for her lover, was one of the Zippo lighters you could flick the cap open and closed on. Adriana had remembered Erika mentioning she wanted to do that, but couldn’t because she didn’t have the equipment. The anniversary present had been picked out right then and there. The light was black, and had an engraving on it, that said ‘Flame on, Vileplume’ on the cap, and then the date on one of the sides. Vileplume. The first time Erika was called that she was quite high and assumed Adriana had sneezed or something. It still took a few times for Erika to understand the nickname but once she did she kind of like it. Like really liked it. It sounded both badass and cute which is what Erika thought of Adriana ever since that day at the beach six months ago. Vileplume was at least more immediately affectionate than ‘Teeny Kini’ which is what she used to wave at Adriana before first asking her out. She’d since settled on ‘Shorts’ for obvious reasons as well as ‘Ana’ because it was a cuter shorthand than Adri. Or Rana. Erika gave the package a little shake before opening it; upon doing so she could only gasp as she lifted the lighter out of the package like it was the Holy Grail. It was a Zippo! With the cool cap that made the iconic ‘click’ sound when it was flicked open. Moreover it had her nickname on it, and it meant she didn’t have to use cheap gas station Bics and get judgy looks from the clerk there as if the burrito stuffing worker had any room to judge life choices. It was the perfect gift and Erika was willing to risk getting her hair cheesy and greasy as she leaned across the table to give Adriana a kiss in thanks. [color=FFFF66][b]”You’re the best, beb.”[/b][/color] Erika had pronounced ‘babe’ as ‘beb’ for at least as long as she had been going out with Adriana. [color=FFFF66][b]”Plus I’ll always have it with me so it’s, like, I’ll always have you with me.”[/b][/color] That was almost as cheesy as the pizza. Erika pulled back and reached into the bag she brought with her and pulled out a package that was wrapped in Christmas wrapping paper. It was a bit bigger than Erika’s present had been and under the wrapping paper was an item fresh from an online import shop: a model figurine of Usagi Tsukino, otherwise known as Sailor Moon. [color=FFFF66][b]”Thank god for fast shopping.”[/b][/color] Adriana unwrapped the gift, and when she saw it was, her eyes lit up. [color=33f4f1][b]“This is the last one! How’d you know? How’d you [i]find[/i] it?”[/b][/color] Now her collection would finally be complete, once she got it on the shelf. She’d have to take a picture, and post it on r/SailorMoon thanking her girlfriend publically. [color=33f4f1][b]“The perfect gift, I don’t know how you know me so well, but damn, girl.”[/b][/color] It was Adriana’s turn to lean across the table and take a kiss, pulling her hair back so it was out of the way and out of danger as far as the greasy cheese went. [color=33f4f1][b]“I love it, [i]and[/i] I love you. Which brings me to my next point,”[/b][/color] Adriana straightened back up, leaning back into her chair. She grabbed a curly fry, and looked up at the ceiling. Man, how could she be so nervous? She and Erika’s relationship wasn’t [i]exactly[/i] picture-esque, or even what the normal person would think of when you asked them ‘what’s your dream relationship?’ But if you asked Adriana, their relationship was perfect all the same. She couldn’t help being a bit nervous, though, parents were a big deal. [color=33f4f1][b]“What do you think about coming to my house, like… Friday or Saturday night for dinner? To meet my parents.”[/b][/color] Erika had had to dip into the money she saved from her part time jobs (what she didn’t use for weed, obviously) with a little bit of a boost from her Christmas money to be able to afford both the model and the shipping, but seeing Adriana light up and having the taste of root beer on her lips as they kissed had made it all worth it. Six months ago when Erika had been hopped up on herb and courage and asked Adriana on a date she was prepared to get rejected. After all, Erika kind of had nothing going for her other than an interest in getting high and playing bass and Adriana was...well...she was the captain of the volleyball team and was like a humanitarian and got really good grades. Erika wouldn’t have been surprised if she was turned down. She was damn near counting on it. And how they were eating pizza and having a six month anniversary and holding hands under the table and dropping the L word and how the hell did Erika get so lucky? [color=FFFF66][b]”No bullshit, I refreshed the page like every minute on the day they were restocking just to get it. And even then I almost didn’t make it. Good thing I had my information memorized. I knew you’d love it, because I know you and you always talk about how you were missing one and so, like, I got it for you. Because I love you and you deserve it and I dunno what I did to deserve you but whatever it was it was worth it.”[/b][/color] Erika didn’t ramble often and she tried not to do it since it made her sound stupid in her own ears. Fortunately Adriana was there to bring forth silence and a blank, blinking stare from Erika. When it came to hanging out at homes, Erika’s was pretty much the staple given the fact that Erika’s mom really liked Adriana. “A good influence, hija” were the exact words spoken to Erika. So long as Erika wasn’t getting high and that they kept the door unlocked, Adriana was welcome whenever. But Adriana’s house? Erika hadn’t been. This was a pretty big step. [color=FFFF66][b]”Is it cool with your mom and dad? I mean, did you tell them I don’t eat fish? I mean I will if that’s what they make if they’re like episcopalian or something. I’ll go. Totally. Do I need to, like, wear a dress and be formal and shit?”[/b][/color] [color=33f4f1][b]“Oh, yeah it’s totally fine with my parents. That’s okay, Dad doesn’t really like fish, either, so don’t worry about it. A… dress? No, you can come however you want! It’s just… my home life is kinda weird, like, my parents’s relationship is kinda... special? Look, I’m just gonna come out and say it, just drop the bomb now so you don’t get hit by it when we get there. The thing is, there’s my mom and there’s my dad, but then there’s [i]also[/i] my dad’s [i]other[/i] girlfriend, so there’s two girlfriends and one dad. I don’t think any of them are married, but I dunno. He calls them his wives, anyway. So I have a younger brother and sister and a brother that’s the same age as me, but the brother my age and the younger brother are my half-siblings… It’s so confusing and weird!”[/b][/color] She let out a long breath and took a drink from the root beer, shaking her head. [color=33f4f1][b]“It’s embarrassing, Vileplume. I just didn’t you to think I’m weirrrrrddddd…”[/b][/color] She said in a whiny tone, as a light, rosy tone came to her cheeks. Erika heard what Adriana said but she processed only about half of it, and that was being generous. She had a mom and a dad, that much she understood, but the stuff about girlfriends and half siblings and whatever she was not nearly baked enough to comprehend it all. Or she wasn’t not baked enough, whatever the term for it was. She figured she’d understand more when she came over for dinner and not a minute before hand. Erika wasn’t worried; if Adriana’s parents were half as cool as Adriana was then it would be fine. Still, Erika took the moment to gently squeeze Adriana’s hand. She might have been a fan of smoking pot but she still knew enough to make her girlfriend feel better, even though the whine was utterly cute. [color=FFFF66][b]”You’re going out with me, beb. You’re already kind of weird. But in a good way. Like in the way that like...I dunno, you’re the good kind of weird. The kind that I like being around.”[/b][/color] It was hardly her best motivational speech but it was the thought that count, and Erika thought the world of Adriana. Adriana had to admit, Erika had a way to calm her down. Maybe it was just part of being in love, but when Erika said she liked being around her, it warmed her heart and brought her down from her little freak out. [color=33f4f1][b]“Thank you.”[/b][/color] Six months now, it was a big deal for them. It was a big deal for BHHS as a whole, as far as Adriana knew. The longest lasting relationship, as far as she knew, was Owen Lyon and Trixie Kinglsey, but they had imploded recently, leaving Erika and Adriana as the holders of that particular record. And this was a milestone! Aside from being together for six months, Erika had agreed to go to her house and meet her parents. That was a little intimidating, but now that Adriana had explained the situation of her parents’s lifestyle choices, she was certain things would go well. Her parents were fine, although her father could be a bit embarrassing… but she had a feeling her Vileplume would actually love that. [color=33f4f1][b]“I’m full. So why don’t we go back to your house and finish off our anniversary the right way? It [i]is[/i] a late start tomorrow, you know. We have a loooooot of time.”[/b][/color] [color=FFFF66][b]”That sounds awesome. I’ll get them to put the pizza in a take home bo-ohhhhhh. You mean sex don’t you?”[/b][/color] Erika took a bit longer to process things than most but she figured it was part of her charm. [color=FFFF66][b]”I think my mom’s got an audition or something so we might not even have to keep it down.”[/b][/color] Erika was all smiles as she stood up from her chair, holding her hand out for Adriana while having every intention of walking out not hand in hand, but with her arm draped lovingly around her girlfriend’s shoulder.[/center]