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It was late one night at the coffee house. A local band was performing on the small stage, and Fox and Phoenix were there for the show. Just a quiet evening for two good friends, but trouble always did have a way of finding them. Tonight, trouble meant a handful of frat boys scoping the scene while Phoenix was buying drinks. It wasn't long before they moved in on Fox.
"Hey there beautiful. What's a pretty girl like you doing alone on a Friday night?" A tall jock type grinned down at Fox, who was reclining on a couch to save her friend a seat.
Reluctantly, Fox turned her attention from the performers to the boy who'd addressed her. "I'm not alone," she responded, frowning as another of the guys nudged her legs out of the way and sat down. "And that seat was taken."
"Yeah, sure," the second guy laughed. "Lemme guess, your boyfriend? I don't see a ring on your finger, so you're not off the market yet." His friends voiced their agreement.
"No, my girlfriend," she corrected, smirking slightly to herself at the ambiguous term. She glanced over to the counter but didn't see the other girl. Dammit Phoe, where are you?
"Excuses, excuses... I bet she's never even kissed a girl," the jock said, elbowing the guy to his right. His loyal followers chorused their assent.
Just then, a hand on Fox's shoulder drew her attention. She tilted her head back to acknowledge Phoenix's return and was rewarded with a kiss that caught her offguard. She vaguely heard the college boys respond to the interaction, but her focus was elsewhere.
"Hey, lover," Phoenix murmured, looking down at her companion. "Did I miss anything?"
Fox smiled. "About time you showed up. We seem to have an audience."
The other girl looked up, casually scanning the boys' faces one at a time. Her gaze settled on the youth who'd taken a seat on the couch. "My seat, if you please." He stuttered an apology and got up to leave, immediately breaking eye contact with the girl who seemed to have ice in her impassive gaze. The rest of his group followed suit, and Phoenix settled in comfortably next to Fox. "We never can have a quiet night out, can we?" she sighed, sipping her drink.
"No," her friend agreed. "Especially when you're so willing to make a scene, darling." She rolled her eyes.
"Hey whatever works. Besides, you liked it."
Even without looking at her, Fox could hear the smirk. "Yeah, yeah. You just take any excuse..."
"You're single, so I can."
"Shush."

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It was late one night at the coffee house. A local band was performing on the small stage, and Fox and Phoenix were there for the show. Just a quiet evening for two good friends, but trouble always did have a way of finding them. Tonight, trouble meant a handful of frat boys scoping the scene while Phoenix was buying drinks. It wasn't long before they moved in on Fox.
"Hey there beautiful. What's a pretty girl like you doing alone on a Friday night?" A tall jock type grinned down at Fox, who was reclining on a couch to save her friend a seat.
Reluctantly, Fox turned her attention from the performers to the boy who'd addressed her. "I'm not alone," she responded, frowning as another of the guys nudged her legs out of the way and sat down. "And that seat was taken."
"Yeah, sure," the second guy laughed. "Lemme guess, your boyfriend? I don't see a ring on your finger, so you're not off the market yet." His friends voiced their agreement.
"No, my girlfriend," she corrected, smirking slightly to herself at the ambiguous term. She glanced over to the counter but didn't see the other girl. Dammit Phoe, where are you?
"Excuses, excuses... I bet she's never even kissed a girl," the jock said, elbowing the guy to his right. His loyal followers chorused their assent.
Just then, a hand on Fox's shoulder drew her attention. She tilted her head back to acknowledge Phoenix's return and was rewarded with a kiss that caught her offguard. She vaguely heard the college boys respond to the interaction, but her focus was elsewhere.
"Hey, lover," Phoenix murmured, looking down at her companion. "Did I miss anything?"
Fox smiled. "About time you showed up. We seem to have an audience."
The other girl looked up, casually scanning the boys' faces one at a time. Her gaze settled on the youth who'd taken a seat on the couch. "My seat, if you please." He stuttered an apology and got up to leave, immediately breaking eye contact with the girl who seemed to have ice in her impassive gaze. The rest of his group followed suit, and Phoenix settled in comfortably next to Fox. "We never can have a quiet night out, can we?" she sighed, sipping her drink.
"No," her friend agreed. "Especially when you're so willing to make a scene, darling." She rolled her eyes.
"Hey whatever works. Besides, you liked it."
Even without looking at her, Fox could hear the smirk. "Yeah, yeah. You just take any excuse..."
"You're single, so I can."
"Shush."