veronica woke up at heather's house, again. this was what, week 3? they had been having casual hookups, for three weeks, and still heather woke up, got ready, and left. veronica knew heather must feel something other than lust and bitchiness, but there was no sign of it in the morning, or any time they weren't in bed together.
veronica sighed, walking to heather's bathroom to wash off the lipstick stains and cover up the hickeys, as per usual. she walked out, surprised to find heather chandler walking into the room.
' veronica. hi. '
' heather, can we talk? please? '
' what is there to talk about? '
' just listen to me, please? '
something flashed behind chandler's eyes, but it was too fast for veronica to even attempt to grasp what it was.
' god, whatever. '
' just fucking listen! '
heather sat on the bed, unamused. veronica couldn't have given less of a fuck.
' we're not just friends, and you fucking know it. '
' then what are we, veronica? two dykes? newsflash, that's a great way to get fucking destroyed at school. trust me ronnie, if we could be, we would be. '
it hadn't once been considered that maybe heather chandler liked her as much as veronica liked heather chandler. veronica flushed and took a step back.
' i need to leave. '
' i agree. '
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