[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190811/e9b56f2c276ca7aae16529fd4f027240.png[/img] [img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/c83c8a303d4330f3044b7c3c6bf1ccd7/tumblr_pg4hi1o4i71tdxyhao1_250.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/moRzzxo.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/u0Quh3k.png[/img][/center] [color=darkgray][indent][indent]After the impromptu tennis session, Charlotte had decided to take a little walk around the island, and was surprised to see most of the other guests already dressed up and mingling. She tried her best to sneak her way back to her cabin then- there was no way she wanted the pool of potential partners to see her in such a disheveled state. Thankfully, she succeeded, and was able to reach her temporary accommodation without any incident. When she opened the cabin door and noticed someone else’s belongings on the other side of the bed, the young woman’s face lit up with a smile. Her bad bitch was here! Finally! [color=magenta]“Didi I’m hereeeeeeee~!”[/color] Lottie called out to Indira, plopping herself down right in the middle of the California King bed. Her arm collided with something as it fell, bringing the blonde’s attention to the mysterious item. It was a hot pink gift box decorated with a rose gold bow, and an envelope with the name [i]Charlotte[/i] scribbled with gold ink in neat calligraphy sitting in top. Frowning, Lottie picked up the envelope, pulled out the card and was surprised to find herself staring at Rachel’s handwriting. [indent][indent][color=AE6193][i]Tulip, I'm really sorry about you and Luca. I know how much you loved him, and he was a complete idiot to let you go! I know how much breakups hurt, and I know that with how much you love him you must be down in the dumps. But I don't want my sissy from another missy feeling miserable! That's why I want you to have these goodies- I promise they will make your sweet heart feel just a little better. Love you lots, Rachel[/i][/color][/indent][/indent] Now curious and excited, Lottie removed the lid from the gift box, and immediately let out a delighted squeal and clapped her hands at the sight. A dozen chocolate-covered strawberries, a box of Godiva chocolates and a bottle of rosé were neatly arranged inside the box, nestled safely in a bed of rose petals: the signature post-breakup Rachel Ashford Care Package. Grinning, the blonde opened the box of strawberries, plucked the biggest, juiciest-looking one and took a bite out of it. A moan of satisfaction escaped her lips as the sweet and rich taste of dark chocolate hit her taste buds, effectively numbing the sting in her heart for a few delicious seconds. The blonde was too busy marvelling over the chocolate covered strawberries (rightfully so!) to notice the shower tap turning off and a fresher looking Indira stepping out in new clothes. A model couldn't walk around in the same clothes all the time, right? She briefly glanced at Lottie sucking her chocolate-covered fingers before screaming at the smaller girl, rushing over to give her a hug, even if it meant accidentally jumping on her bed. Luckily the strawberries survived the attack. [color=cf4f4f]"Lottieeee!"[/color] Indie whined, forgetting about her earlier hesitation. [color=cf4f4f]"Where were you? I thought you'd be here when I arrived!"[/color] Charlotte was swallowing the rest of her strawberry when she was tackled by the taller, darker frame of her best friend. Her girlish giggles filled the room while she wrapped her arms around Indie. [color=magenta]“Sorry, babe!”[/color] she apologized, bottom lip sticking out in a pout. [color=magenta]“I was blowing off some steam at the tennis courts. Figured it was better than sitting here crying while you got here.”[/color] [color=cf4f4f]"[i]Girl[/i]! I told you to forget about that guy! You're a bad bitch that don't need a guy, okay? If you need someone to remind you that you’re a bad bitch, you come to me."[/color] Indie did her best to hype up her bestie. There was absolutely no way Lottie was leaving the cabana still upset. It was then when Indie remembered her past reservation. She quickly clambered off the blonde to stand by her bed instead. [color=cf4f4f]"Hey, have you spoken to Michel since our yacht trip?"[/color] For a second, Lottie was taken aback by the way Indie suddenly jumped off her body as if she’d gotten stung or burnt. These types of physical expression and closeness between the two had been a part of their friendship for as long as the two could remember. So why was Indie suddenly acting as if their closeness was weird? But the curious frown soon turned into an understanding expression when the Indian girl voiced her question. [color=magenta]“Nope,”[/color] the girl answered nonchalantly with a shrug. [color=magenta]“I haven’t spoken to either of you since it happened.”[/color] Indie didn't know what to make of the answer. Was it a relief? Was it not? Even she didn't know. [color=cf4f4f]"Do... do you think we should talk about what happened?"[/color] She asked. And there it was… The elephant in the room. Charlotte let out a nervous chuckle. [color=magenta]“I mean, what else is there to talk about? We had a few too many drinks and ended up hooking up with Michel on his dad’s yacht like the big, happy family we are. I’m not fazed by it, and I sure as fuck don’t regret it. It was a cool experience.”[/color] She said with another shrug, taking up a seating position on the bed. [color=magenta]"Why? You still embarrassed that your best friend ate you out like a freshly-baked cupcake at a birthday party?"[/color] Lottie teased, playfully tickling Indie's sides. Indie’s face warmed up after Lottie’s comment and she made a sputtering noise that was a healthy mix of indignation and shock. After successfully batting away Lottie’s arm, she finally managed to speak. [color=cf4f4f]“Shut up! I saw you taking Michel’s dick like a champ at the same time so you clearly enjoyed it!”[/color] That was probably her worst comeback… Good lord. Lottie roared with laughter, letting herself fall backwards onto the bed again. [color=magenta]"Hell yeah I did! I felt like Piper Perry in that one video where she has the six dudes standing around her while she's sitting on the couch knowing she’s about to get fucked up,"[/color] she told Indie in between giggles before ultimately succumbing to a fit of laughter. [color=cf4f4f]“I was legit worried this totally ruined our friendship. I don't want things to be awkward between us.”[/color] She then let out another over dramatic sigh. [color=cf4f4f]“Do you know how much that two week silence scared me? Woman, I have [i]dark circles[/i] under my eyes from the stress!”[/color] Indie let out in a huff. [color=magenta]"And here I was: thinking you were ignoring me because I didn't do the job right…You break my heart, Indira, you break my heart..."[/color] the shorter girl replied cheekily, winking at Indie before laughing again. [color=cf4f4f]“I think you did the job too well if you ask me. You sure you haven’t been with another girl before?”[/color] Indie struggled to keep the amusement off her face. [color=magenta]“Nope. But thank you [i]so[/i] much for the compliments, Miss. If you ever want to try again, just let me know. You know where to find me,”[/color] Lottie clapped back, grabbing the nearest pillow and smacking her friend with it. Indie laughed, climbing back on Lottie’s bed. That was when she noticed the chocolate strawberries. [color=cf4f4f]“Oh my God! That looks so lush! Can I have one?”[/color] She asked- no, pleaded. It included the infamous pout. [color=cf4f4f]“If you gimme a piece, I can tell you about this article I read while on the cruise!”[/color] She winked. That certainly caught Lottie’s attention- enough to roll onto her stomach to pay more attention to her friend. [color=magenta]“An article, you say? Is it gossip?”[/color] she asked Indie curiously, picking one of the strawberries from the box and handing it over to her friend. [color=magenta]“Here’s your payment. Now spill it!”[/color] Yes! Victory! Indie grinned as she picked one of the strawberries and took a bite. [color=cf4f4f]“Okay, so...”[/color] She spoke as she finished chewing. [color=cf4f4f]“They finally released the engagement photos of Baroness Marissa and Yousef Tarhan! Fucking finally!”[/color] Indie squealed in delight. She climbed off Lottie’s bed briefly to pick up her phone that was still charging by her own bed before showing her the images. [color=magenta]“You’re kidding?!”[/color] Lottie cried out, covering her gaping mouth with both hands. [url=http://coolspotters.com/files/photos/1365371/camila-mendes-profile.jpg]Baroness Marissa Guerrero de Massy[/url] and her boyfriend [url=https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/859495752174899200/KoHFI1bO_400x400.jpg]Yousef Tarhan[/url] were the best friend duo’s favorite celebrity couple. Their love story was something out of a fairy tale, and to know they were finally engaged after the many obstacles they had to overcome convinced Charlotte that maybe love wasn’t dead after all. [color=magenta]“[i]OhmyGodletmesee!!!![/i]”[/color] she shrieked, jumping up into a seating position next to Indie in order to see the pictures better. There were multiple pictures of the couple together, some included the couple smiling at the camera in formal wear, and some were more ‘personalised’ photos of [url=https://i1.wp.com/i.weddingomania.com/2018/10/29-show-off-your-rin-and-proposal-on-the-coffee-cups-if-you-both-love-it-a-lot.jpg?resize=564%2C564&ssl=1]the Baroness and her new fiancé holding matching coffee cups[/url], her ring prominently on display for all the world to swoon over. [color=cf4f4f]“How cute are they?!”[/color] Indie let out another unholy squeal. [color=cf4f4f]“I've waited for this for so long!”[/color] [color=magenta]"Right?! Ugh, I want a love like that..."[/color] Charlotte whined, swooning along with Indie for another minute before letting out a sigh and dragging herself out of bed. [color=magenta]"Alright, as fun as this has been, I have to take a much-needed shower,"[/color] the short girl declared, making a beeline towards the bathroom but stopping at the doorway. [color=magenta]"Wanna come with?"[/color] she asked Indie, shooting her friend a mischievous wink paired up with a playful laugh. She was joking, of course, but she wouldn’t mind if the dark-haired girl actually joined her. An extra dose of dessert never hurt anybody. [color=cf4f4f]“Oi! You keep playing with fire, you lose your strawberries. Tread carefully.”[/color] Indie threatened, picking up the box of chocolate strawberries as insurance. Lottie glared at her best friend, pointing an accusing finger at her. [color=magenta]"If you eat my strawberries I [i]swear[/i] you'll have to sleep with one eye open…"[/color] she warned the olive-skinned girl, keeping the mean mug for a few more seconds before laughing again. [color=magenta]"You can eat three more, but that's it! I don't want to hear you complaining about your skin breaking out!"[/color] [color=cf4f4f]“Love you too!”[/color] Indira laughed. [color=cf4f4f]“Now go for your shower! Bad bitches don't stink of sweat!”[/color] The party was going to start soon, and if Lottie doesn't start getting ready now, she’ll be late. [color=magenta]"I hear that! See ya in a few, then. Love ya more, you slut!"[/color] Lottie called out to her friend, blowing Indira a kiss before disappearing behind the bathroom door, her last giggle still echoing across the room.[/indent][/indent][/color]