Lingerie's everywhere.
Carter
*clenches his bolster tight* Gia, get the door.
Georgia
*back to her 'silent snores' according to her pov*
Carter
*but it was disturbingly loud enough for Carter to be pissed and growl over it*
Georgia
*Pokemon's infamous Team Rocket printed bolster wakes her up by landing on her polka-dotted red bra*
Carter
*considered it as trials by himself since the threw landed at his accomplished target, yet hits an unplanned spot but +1 for efforts made to swing with his eyes closed*
Carter
Either you wake up and check who the person is or I'm kicking you out of my comfy king-size bed.
Carter
*sounds almost like a whisper* Your choice.
Georgia
*kicked the cover out of her body and made her mind up to obey his orders and was also thinking of reaching the stairs, clearly unbothered about how she looked*
Carter
*takes a proper look at her and stops her abruptly from leaving*
Georgia
You should have done that sooner. I was at the stage of turning my dream into a lucid one and there it is! The control. It was mine. I was operating the dream, in support of the second leads! I was about to make them win, stamping a permanent black mark to the stereotype, more like burning the stereos about them into ashes, giving them their own happy ending in the Maldives, giving all the love they deserve, THEY ARE THE GOD, but no more. Thanks to you. I'm fully awake.
Prompt guess of mine was she mastered the habit when I wasn't around. Maybe I should her shoved her a$$ to some Guinness record or something.
Carter
I know you talk too much when you are frustrated, but I would have never guessed it was this much to bear.
Georgia
*half awake brain of hers couldn't process what he said but gets the very last few* Bear who?
Carter
You and that 'stereo' talk of yours.
Georgia
*offended by his words in a childish way and more reasons for her to put herself back to where she stayed, in case he changes his mind about the doorbell*
Carter
You were still on your bra and shorts. So I'll get the door. Brush your teeth and come to me, I'll cook for you.
Georgia
*sheepishly nodes after being fully aware of her surroundings*
Carter
*checks the uninvited guest's arrival through the french sliding window*
Beckett
*looks up to the only floor's window where Carter's head peeks out* Hey ya.
Carter
*high pitch* H-hey!
Carter
*stutters as if he got caught red-handed with a guy* W-what are y-you doing?
Beckett
Brought some med for you. If you don't mind...
Carter
*shakes his hands violently in denial* S-stay. Stay. I'll come.
Beckett
*confused in Thai 'cause it was kind of an abnormal sight to be witnessed by him*
Carter
*closes the slide and screams* OMG GIA!!
Georgia
What? Let me in peace. Please!
Carter
Not that your teeth will turn into a pearl with that mediocre skills of yours. Come out of the bathroom!
Georgia
I'm in the middle of peeing man!
Carter
I don't care! Come out of the fx¢k!ng bathroom, or I'll dump that very same pee of yours on you, and will make sure of the flow, consistency, and make a double check on how lovely the way it looks on you. Fainting and untouchable. You will achieve the perfect level of tan you wanted for so long, Missy.
Georgia
*flushes and slams the bathroom door* What's with the detailed threatening-s b!t¢h?
Carter
Lingerie's everywhere.
Carter
Your lingerie collections were all over my living room for God's sake!!
Georgia
And? What's the big deal? You helped me pick one for my date. Well, I am picky when it comes to looking hot, so it got all over, but I promised to clean! I won't slip past my words! I swear, but...
Georgia
You cook, and this lingerie obsessed freak will clean after having your breakfast. Deal?
Carter
Deal, my a$$. Beckett's downstairs. IN MY FREAKING FRONT DOOR!!
Carter
Congrats, you are sober. Now, clean. QUICK!! Time is 11:55!!
Georgia
Quick question. Don't scold me. Is this AM or PM?
Georgia
Ok. Ok. Fine. Calm down dad.
We took a marathon and thanks to the wooden flooring, we didn't fall and break our noses.
When we were picking in rush, Gia realised that she didn't bring a container to stuff everything in one, so again, I sprinted upstairs.
And this time, I brought a box and a costume along with me.
Georgia
Look there! A sexy red piece under the leg of your marble nude sculpture!
Carter
Sure you have ways to throw lingerie.
We shoved everything, secured it with plaster, and time struck twelve when the box was headbutted by Gia and gotten itself fixed accurate under the TV unit.
Carter
Ok, next question. You like role play?
Georgia
'Cause I love role-playing
Carter
You are a perfect candidate then.
I dressed up Gia as a maid to make her look anonymous to him. I quickly braided her hair and sprayed her hair white. Don't ask me how I got those tools. Along with it, the mask and apron came in handy to finish her look.
Carter
You are jade made fab, Attagirl!
No way I could try hiding her in this crappy house. I sucked at this part. Hiding.
Looks like something was missing. Maybe the essence of the look?
Carter
Oh, no. I missed a part out. A main one.
Carter
*a quick runway to storage and pulls black liners for eyes and dark shaded liners and sticks for lips*
Georgia
How come you are so good at this?
Carter
No questions asked kid.
Carter
*hand cracks a dark liner and works on thick strokes to bring out her heavy eyelids to life with recreated pop eyes getting applied at below as the end game*
Carter
Dark nudes matte would do or dark plum shades in matte?
Carter
*complements the look with lip liner similar to the chosen plum shade and used the very same shade to fill in her full heart lips as cherry on top*
Carter
And done! You are good to go.
I solely believe in her acting skills and decided to turn blind eye to anything that looked suspicious, for now.
Georgia
Used to play dress up with Barbie? Cool makeover sessions with cousins? Judging from your skills, you are a professional, so were the expensive kits.
Used to give a makeover for Barbie with Beckett.
But that was in the past.
Carter
Used to do both. But that's not the point.
Carter
Listen, the white hair is for not to make you look old, it's to make you look like a punk girl. It is coloured. By fact and also in play.
Georgia
So I really am not a grudge held, hideous grandma maid then?
Carter
No. The script is nowhere near old, so changing voice or acting old won't do any good. For both of us.
Georgia
What am I then? Maids and punks are a weird combo.
Carter
Stick to this concept. You are a drop out student. You go out with gangs. You are that dark mysterious bad girl dock. And young. With white hair. Coloured. I warn you, don't call it natural. And for money, you are working at my house as a maid.
Georgia
I swear you are a weirdo. Punk maid? You sure?
Carter
Yep. Punk maid it is.
Georgia
Ok. So now, I'll cook today. You cook tomorrow.
Carter
Sounds like a deal.
My foot led to the front door and creaked the door knob for him to enter.
Carter
Sorry for taking so long.
I was not a man to apologise, so you better make yourself useful.
Beckett
*hands the pack of medicine to Carter* Most of them were for the body pain, but the ointment is for the bruises. I also brought the energy drink, in case you felt weak and needed a quick intake.
Should I be melting at his words or what?
Beckett
*observes the surrounding for some time, but all of a sudden fixes his eyes on a certain thing* Can I ask you something, if you don't mind?
Is he gonna ask about what happened at the class? Please don't ask about that incident. Please don't. Please don't. Please do—
Carter
... No. What makes you think that?
Beckett
*looks upstairs while speaks* I have seen that before in display while I was passing by a BDSM shop.
Carter
*follows his gaze* Seen what?
Beckett
There is a spiked collar black lingerie hanging on the ceiling?
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