Tina walked up the steps to their home, a smile creeping across her face as she thought of Bette waiting for her.

She juggled the shopping bags in her arms as she reached to the handle to open the door when she suddenly heard the rumbling noise from inside. Her hand faltered, hovering above the knob as her mind tried to decipher the noise.

Bette stepped back to admire her work, the satisfied smile plastered across her face, she reached her gloved hand to wipe the surface of the safety goggles, finally clearing her obscured view, the satisfied smile turning into the full Porter killer melt as she surveyed her skilled workmanship!

Tina slowly opened the door, the rumbling noise having eased as she peeked her head around the door, afraid of what she might find.

Her view became blurred as her vision took in the cloudy atmosphere, her brow furrowed as her mind conjured the reasoning behind why she couldn’t see clearly.

She stepped inside slowly, unconsciously walking very quietly, her eyes alert, flitting around the room as she took in her surroundings.

Bette removed her safety goggles, suddenly noticing the foggy surroundings, her head darted from side to side, she turned to look behind her, seeing the fogginess all around her, her eyes searching for the source, finally resting in front of her.

She stood looking at her handiwork, her quiet words slipping from her lips, “oh… fuck…”

She looked around again, thinking she had better start cleaning up very quickly before Tina got home.

Tina rounded the corner, waving her hand in front of her face, while she held the other hand over her mouth, managing to hold back the coughs from the thick dusty atmosphere she was walking through.

Bette slapped herself on the head, her frustration at her stupidness sinking in, “fucking stupid cow, why didn’t I think of that before…”, she now realised it would have been best to seal off the area, to open windows, and close the other doors before starting her project.

“Bette…” Tina stood, seeing the shadowy outline of a figure in front of her.

Bette jumped at the sudden noise of her name, “Oh my god… Jesus T… you frightened me…” Bette turned as she heard her name, her hand on her beating chest as she leaned forward, her eyes were trying to see where Tina was standing, she stepped forward, waving her hands, trying to clear the dust from her vision, “T…”

“Yeah…”

“Where are you…?”

“Over here..”

Bette turned, seeing the silhouette of Tina standing before her.

“What the fuck are you doing…?” Tina asked, in a reserved calm manner, her mind picturing what their home would be looking like when the dust settled, because at that precise moment, she couldn’t even make out which room she was standing in.

“Um…”

“Bette, what have you been doing? The house is so thick with fog and dust that I can’t even see you properly…”

“I… uh…”

“Spit it out for God sake…”

“I just thought I’d make the bathroom bigger…”

“What?” she spat incredulously.

“I just thought if I knocked this wall down and rebuilt it over there, it would make the bathroom bigger, you said last night that there wasn’t enough room…”

“Bette… we were in the bath together, I said we could do with a bigger bath… not bathroom!”

“Oh…”