<div class="floatright">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/aa83941c303f604e473fd8b13d51de73/tumblr_npeos7j0vQ1sbxqyqo3_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Shane Harris<br/><strong>Sorting:</strong>3rd yr Bronze<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong>Lesbian<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Tired<br/><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong>September 20th, 10 pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Room 105<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Ebony, Fox [text to Ebony's phone]<strong><em>[Closed]</em></strong><br/><hr/>Ebnoy's movements reminded her of jungle cat ready to pounce on his prey. Shane had to back up slightly as he moved and slid his hand down to the bottle of vodka caressing it almost of as if was coaxing a dick to get hard. Shane's brow shut up, clearly her roommate was high on something. She sniffed the air once more, the scent of strawberries with a hint of vanilla was masking any possible stench of pot. Suspicious Shane kept her stance and snorted at Ebony's comment. Wondering how on earth she was being mean to him. The fake pout caused the brunette to narrow her eyes testing the waters and breathing in deeply as Ebony's fingers curled around the bottle and drank deeply.<br/><br/>The girl chuckled in amusement.<strong> "Half.</strong>" She had since burned off her tipsy state with that marathon fuck session. She didn't care if the other woman had skills. She was too clingy for Shane's taste. Shane didn't cuddle that was almost a known fact. The brunette allowed her friend to lean against her, patting the side of his head with a grin.<strong> "I'm not mean."</strong>She nodded in response.<strong>"That's right it's top shelf vodka."</strong><br/><br/>Shane raised her brow at Ebony turning to look at him. She was worried now, she wondered what this whole show was about. After all, Ebony was being extra nice this evening. Yet she said nothing in response not yet. Growing suspicious with every word out of her room mate's mouth. So when he let out the most flamboyant way of presenting himself to Shane, the girl burst out laughing after a moment of it all sinking in. It all made sense, the extra scented night ritual and bath the way that Ebony looked entirely too much like a girl. Oh, this was rich, he wanted to cuddle?<br/><br/>Shane snorted with Ebony's next movement, his words only making it that much more hilarious. Wiping her eyes because she found it funny,<strong>"Seriously? You want <em>me</em> to cuddle?"</strong>Shane pointed at herself with her thumb when she said 'me." The girl couldn't yet tell if Ebony was pulling her leg or not. But the display she had walked into well that kinda made her realize Ebony was being serious. Groaning Shane breathed out hard and hung her head, licking her lips she looked back at Ebony and narrowed her eyes.<strong>"So you want me to cuddle you? For how long? Because if it's all night and I wake up to a boner against my back in the morning I'll cut it off you! The vagina monologues for me only and you're strictly dickly, remember?"</strong><br/><br/>Shane wasn't convinced that Ebony was understanding her. About to stand up to get comfortable and possibly stuffed their two best together for more room when Ebony's phone chimed with the sound of a text message. At this Shane's brow shot up.<strong>"Ohh, who's sending you a text? Why don't you cuddle your booty call." </strong>She smirked, spotting Fox's name on the screen. The brunette's jaw went slack as she stared at the screen.<strong>"Fucking hell Ebony you've been holding out on me! That's Fox Kingsley!"</strong>