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Rumi sat shivering on their apartment couch. She was curled up in a ball waiting for her partners to come home. She was soooooo b o r e d. Her fangs were protruding in and out in a rhythmic pattern. Her patterns shifted from red, to blue to their default, a shimmering purple.
Click!
Rumi practically jumped up in her hurry to see her girlfriends. She rushed to the entrance getting ready to pounce as…
Mira and Zoey stepped through the door, their hands holding two bags each of groceries and talking to each other, not noticing their leader standing in front of them and…
Rumi pounced at Mira who let out a gasp as she was tackled to the floor. For a second Mira looked shocked, before she realized who had attacked her. Zoey seemed surprised too, but it was only a matter of seconds before she doubled over with laughter.
“Very funny. Now get this overgrown kitten off of me!” Mira teased rolling over to escape Rumi’s clutches.
Rumi stuck out her tongue, before picking up one of Mira’s dropped bags and peered in. Her face lit up in delight as she picked out a packet of ramyeon.
“Are you ready for the best movie night of your life!” Zoey said, a large goofy smile on her face.
Rumi and Mira looked at each other.
“YAAA!”
All three of them ran to the kitchen, in minutes they had all their absolute favorite foods prepared. A few seconds later they were on the couch, Mira holding the TV remote because it was her turn to choose the movie.
“Sooo, what are we thinking?” Mira asked, giving her girlfriends a glance each.
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Rumi grunted as she felt herself wake up. She shifted around, beside her Zoey lay her face peaceful and her hand on Rumi’s waist. Rumi turned around, the room was dark, it couldn't be morning yet could it? She tried to close her eyes, scrunching them up and curling around herself, but it was too late. She was already mostly awake and she didn’t enjoy the idea of lying there, only her and her thoughts.
Slowly she stood up. Her patterns were glowing softly in the unlit room. She picked up her shirt from the dresser and shoved it over her head. She opened the door to the balcony. Above her stars twinkled brightly, in the distant horizon a pale red and pink light was fading into the night sky.
For a second she felt a pulse of fear. The colors of the rising sun reminded her of Gwi-ma…Of Jinu.
She shut out the thought. She wouldn’t let herself be hurt by him again. He’d terrorized her in her head for months after. Yes, he’d sacrifice himself, but not before he’d betrayed her. He’d lied to her…And she’d fallen for it.
But now she had Zoey and Mira. Yes, it’d been hard for them at first. It’d been even harder for her to open up to them. But they’d done it! She knew that she could do anything with them now. No matter what they’d make it through.
And yet…There were always threads of doubt in the back of her mind, that felt like in any second they could weave themselves and….
It really didn’t bear thinking about.
A golden light had begun to creep towards her. It shone across her hand and slowly reached up to her face. She turned away. Zoey was sure to wake up soon. Mira on the other hand slept in whenever she could. She went back inside. Mira was wrapped in all the covers like a long burrito. The rest of the bed was empty. Zoey was probably making breakfast. She was definitely the best cook and absolutely the best baker out of them.
She walked into the kitchen. Zoey was standing in front of a pan, headphones on, bopping her to one of her rap songs. Rumi came up behind her and wrapped her hands around Zoey's waist. She looked back and gave Rumi a smile.
“What’cha makin’ ?”
“Pancakes n’ waffles.” She said, copying Rumi’s voice.
“Yum.”
She let go of Zoey and plopped down on the couch. Pulling out her phone she checked her notifications. She was about to put her phone down when she heard a ping!. She reopened it to see that an unknown number had texted her. She was about to put her phone down again, when she caught sight of what it said.
Save the date :
Let’s meet.
A chilly frost crept through her.
‘No…No!NO!NONONONO!’
“I-I have to go on a run now…Be back soon!” She stuttered frantically. Running into her room she grabbed her pink hoodie and her ear buds. Then flew to the door and shoved on her running shoes, messily trying to knot them together in her panic to get out. Her hand was on the door when she looked back and saw Mira in the doorway of Zoey’s room.
Mira yawned, stretching her hands up to the door frame. She opened her eyes and paused as she saw Rumi in the doorway. One of her eyebrows arched and she looked like she was about to say something, ask something.
“Hehe..” Rumi laughed nervously, turning the door handle at top speed, “Gotta go running! So fun. Bye!”
“Wai-”
SLAM!
Rumi darted to the elevator, spamming the down button. She glanced nervously back at their door, but it stayed shut.
The elevator opened and she slipped in before clicking the main floor button. The door shut and she let out a sigh of relief.
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Rumi could feel her phone vibrating in her pocket. She knew who was calling. She sighed and pulled it out of her pocket. Miri, 2 missed calls, the matching pfp’s they’d taken. She took a deep breath.
“Mira?”
“RUMI! YOU’RE GOING TO HAVE TO EXPLAIN YOURSELF!” Mira yelled from the other end, there was a slight racket and then..
“Rumi!” Zoey seemed a lot less, well, yell-y. Her voice sounded more concerned and stern, if she could ever be called that. “You’ve made your girlfriends worried! Have you anything to say for yourself?”
In the background Mira yelled, “YOU BETTER HAVE A GOOD REASON!”
Rumi almost laughed, but she was too nervous. ‘You can tell them Rumi!’ She thought, trying to force out the words.
“Rumi?” Zoey’s voice was quiet, almost scared.
“I..” Her words caught in her throat, for a second she couldn’t breath, ‘Say something!’ She screamed internally, “Have to go…”
“Don’t-” But Rumi ended the call. She immediately felt horrible.
‘Stupid! Ugh! You're so useless, why couldn’t you say something? They trust you! Do you not trust them? They’ll think you’re a horrible girlfriend.’ She paused.
‘Maybe they already do…’ Suddenly she felt defeated. All her energy drained out of her and she slowed her pace to a stumbled walk.
She sat down on a bench and folded her head into her hands.
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