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Bette sat with her headphones on and her knees pulled up to her chest, the music blasting tru her ears kept her from going crazy from all the thoughts in her head. They were noice cancelling so they drowned out the outside world, and bette was fine with that. She didn’t want a part of
48 – Paternity results… Tina froze, the frayed envelope in her hand as she and Bette looked at Yaya with a mixture of confusion and excitement. Tina moved closer to Bette, suddenly needed to be as close as possible, Bette’s hand coming up to rub her back. She knew what this moment meant for Tina.
Yale – 1996 A couple of months had gone by in a blink and even though Bette and Alice were actually dating, it still did not feel like it at all, at least for the brunette. Bette was pretty sure she indeed loved Alice, and yet she had come to realize that she
“I had a job offer today,” Bette said once their drinks were delivered and both settled in their seats. They met every Friday, a standing dinner date that quickly became a highlight of their week. Over the past year, their work slowly reached a point where they often felt exhausted by the end of the
Yale – 1996 Bette woke up with a throbbing headache. She found herself naked in her bed, and in the company of the pretty blonde she had met the previous night at the club. Although her first usual reaction would be to curse and promise herself not to drink ever again in her
LA – Summer 2002 At a karaoke bar “Of all the people I would be expecting to see here… I have to tell you… you are at the bottom of that list T…” Bette was not trying to be unkind but she wasn’t willing to be used again. Tina exhaled a big breath she was
From chapter 46 Tina’s eyes narrowed. She felt a headache coming on, the edge of it creeping up the back of her neck. She bit her lip, watching as Rudy squinted at the document as his lawyer explained it to him. “I ain’t signing.” Rudy sneered, cracking his knuckles. “I ain’t signin ‘til you agree
Yale – 1996 “Good morning my friend… how did the essay go last night? Did you finish it?” Tina greeted the brunette, who was sitting at their usual table at the cafeteria very early in the morning. The blonde was clearly in a good mood. “What the hell happened to you?” Bette asked, still half
Bette stepped back to appraise the large painting; her hands on her hips. Something about the painting was off. She couldn’t tell if it was the lighting or the angle or the painting itself, but it didn’t look right. The entire section of the Gallery was repainted after the roof collapse and she loved the
LA – Summer 2002 At a karaoke bar After hearing her name being called, Bette started wondering, still in the same position and not removing her hands from her eyes, had that really happened? How could that be? Since a few seconds of complete and utter silence followed, Bette finally decided she was absolutely sure