“Grayish. Redhead.” Luise repeated the familiar words while they walk back to their table. Both of them continued to chuckle though a distance from the toilet.
Jenath and Alessa had already decorated their table with empty mugs and plates with crumbs on them. A glass of milk stood untouched on the table. Chairs. Luise and Christine needed chairs if they were to continue slacking off in the café. They peered around the place before grabbing one each conveniently from two nearby tables.
“You have a miss call.” Jenath brought Christine’s cell phone up to the latter’s face. “And milk for the under developed ‘child’.” She said looking over to Luise who winced at it.
Christine flipped the cover off the screen and speed dialed the caller. Her phone held to her ear as she looked at the table’s current occupants. Luise slouched in her chair and reached for a cookie but was quickly cut off by Jenath who took the plate the away. She looked over at Alessa, expecting some sort of alliance for her quest for the cookies under Jenath’s guard. The latter looked over to Jenath with a somewhat empathetic look which had no effect.
“Not till you finish the milk.”
Like a child, Luise looked over to Christine, who was still waiting for the ex-caller to answer, with puppy eyes, pleading for help. Effortlessly, like most, she lifted the glass and took a mouth of the milk before placing it back onto the table.
“Pretty normal.” the other party finally answered and head part of it. “Hey.” she greeted the recipient.
Luise weighed the choices in her mind. She stretched her trembling hand towards the glass, glanced over to Jenath who appeared nonchalant and Alessa who seemed wryly apologetic.
She held the glass in her hand and brought it to before her eyes. At the very sniff of its scent, Luise pulled it away and examine it as thought it was an unknown drug of great mortality. Alessa appeared to ignore, Jenath watching with her arms folded infront of her and Christine chatting on the phone.
“Class has ended already?”
More attention was paid to her surroundings than her own situation as Luise tried to escape from the glass of milk and get the cookies.
“I’m down at the café.”
“Yeah. And others as well.”
“Where are you? Join us?”
Just outside the large windows, Eleanor sauntered past the door with the phone to her ear too. Christine waved to the latter.
“Over to your right.”
Eleanor looked over and waved back Christine before walking back to the door. Luise inhaled a deep breath, shut her eyes, forcefully placed the cup at her mouth and finished milk in one quick breath. Slamming the glass on the table as Eleanor clicked the door shut and the bells jingled. The intimidating expression on Luise’s face spoke for itself, ‘give me my cookies now!’ it shouted. Christine placed her phone back onto the table, Jenath releasing her hostages with a smile on her face and Eleanor walked up to their table. She grabbed a chair from another nearby table as they made some space for her.
“Right. Hi.” Eleanor greeted them with a rather stiff smile, ignoring Luise who finished each large cookie in two bites.
Clearing her throat, Luise swallowed the last cookie and pointed to Christine first and in order as she introduces each and every one of them.
“Christ, Eleanor, Alessa, Jenath.”
After the last name, she licked her fingers, wiped them clean on a piece of napkin before ordering a mug of soda.
“What’s the latest?” Eleanor questioned Christine.
“Nothing much ‘cept a bunch of bimbos.” The latter replied blandly.
“Lies!” Jenath shot her finger out at her, arm stretched to full length. “With her, anything but nothing occurs.”
Both Christine and Eleanor looked wide-eyed at Jenath who retracted her arm and acted as if nothing had happened. Luise watched wryly as her soda was served to her. Alessa continued to listen with a blasé expression. Eleanor turned back to Christine and pressed her friend for information. Christine turned to Luise who looked back confused and oblivious to the string of events.
“Well,” Christine paused and the tension increased. “The usual. Just continued from where it broke off.”
Eleanor leaned back into her chair and rolled her eyes, “somehow, I knew this was coming but I still had to ask.”
Alessa’s face reddened a little with kinky fantasies playing through her mind. Jenath simply looked over at Luise and licked the corner of her lip in a lustrous manner. Leaning over to her side, Jenath whispered to Luise with a deep and seductive voice.
“So~, exactly how, was it? Better than mine? ”
Like it was normal conversation, Luise rolled her eyes upwards and thought, recalling the moments and rated them against each other on her own preferences. “Well,” she starts, “somewhat. A little. Maybe it’s just the environment, but they felt warmer in that nice warmth.” She thought for a moment before continuing, “And… maybe a little larger and softer too.”
An annoyed look appeared on Jenath’s face as she responded in an annoyed tone.
“You were supposed to lie to me even so.”
Christine blushed a little upon hearing their open conversation. Eleanor appeared blasé.
The doors swung open once more. Through the doors, well-dressed group entered along with a whole lot of banshee-like screams and tire-like screeches. The female with short light blonde hair styled in a messy manner wore a plain black blazer matched with a light blue, almost white, button down shirt. The top three buttons of her shirt were opened, the blazer buttoned at the first button. Her pants were neatly pressed black straight cut suit pants and black formal shoes polished to shine. Thick black eyeliner lined her eyes and her lips colored a pale shade of pink. On her right, a tall, tanned skinned, well built man with dark brown dread locks pushed back on his head, donned an unzipped black Harley Davidson leather jacket and a simple white shirt under it which accentuated his wide, muscular chest. He wore a loosely fitted pair of straight cut jeans held onto him by a tanned leather belt with a heavy metal buckle which had a big cut across it. Dark glasses covered his eyes and heavy military boots made him stomp on every step.
The duo walked up to quad casually. The blonde stood in between Alessa and Jenath and the brunette behind Alessa. They greeted the group as casually and were greeted back the same.
“So, how’s the young one?” The blonde made it clear that she was meaning Luise by looking down directly at her, a playful smile on her face. Before a respond was received, she changed the topic to Jenath, “and do I ever sense jealousy?”
“I didn’t call you in here for such shit today.” Jenath replied mildly intrigued but yet still with a humorous air.
“Mmhmm,” the latter walked over to behind Luise and pulled the girl’s head back against her own body. “For her, isn’t it? ‘Cause she misses me so much in every sense, she just had to have me here and now.” Her hands slid down into Luise’s shirt through the collar.
Looking up, Luise slid her hands into the latter’s shirt and felt her waist.
“Nope. Not at all. And you gained some fats, Mill.” Her hands grabbed the latter’s waist lightly indicating so.