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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 life and then jump out of bed -purposely loud so her companion of the night would wake up, take the hint and leave- that was not the case in that specific morning.
Instead she turned on her side and rested her elbow on the pillow, supporting her head with her hand, simply observing that lovely creature that was lying down next to her. Something was definitely different about this blonde and also appealing.
The flashbacks from the night before started as soon as she laid her eyes on the woman who was deeply asleep. Bette found herself smiling at those fresh memories and also smiling at how peaceful and beautiful Alice looked in her sleep.
Bette remained still for a while, simply trying to figure out where all of those things were coming from, until her elbow started aching. So she decided that the best thing to clear her head a bit would be to get up and go buy some breakfast. She was starving after all and she was pretty sure the occupant of her bed would be as well as soon as she would wake up.
Bette left a note on the pillow indicating her whereabouts in case Alice woke up before she came back with their food, and then headed out for the cafeteria.
Once she had reached her destination she couldn’t help but to notice the presence of another certain blonde there. And she was not alone.
Tina was having breakfast with a bunch of people Bette only knew by name and the brunette couldn’t help but to immediately notice the arm resting around Tina’s shoulder. It belonged to a very good looking guy who seemed deep in conversation with another couple sitting across from them.
Both Bette and Tina made eye contact immediately. And Bette instantly understood the blonde´s pledge in her eyes, so she decided not to approach her table.