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Adora stared at Catra’s message for what felt like forever. How the fuck is she supposed to reply to that? She didn’t even meant to send the damn cat sticker in the first place!
Adora Grayskull : No omg! I accidentally pressed the button, I’m so sorry. My name’s Adora, nice to meet you.
Almost instantly, Catra replied.
catra w. : chill i was kidding lmao
catra w. : why do you type so professionally this is tiktok not fucking gmail
Adora Grayskull : Sorry? I’m just typing the way I normally do. I downloaded this app a week ago, so I’m still new here!
catra w. : okok first thing you dont need to punctuate everything
catra w. : second thing ,,, u got tiktok a WEEK ago ??? and u have 4 million followers ???
Adora Grayskull : Yeah, somehow. If I’m being honest, I have no idea how it happened. I just got bored and made a video
catra w. : yeah wtf idk how it happened either
catra w. : are u from brightmoon ? idk i recognise the bg
Adora Grayskull : Yeah! Are you?
catra w. : nah im from horde
catra w. : estamos cerca :3
Adora furrowed her eyebrows. So far, Catra was... strong spoken. Although, Adora enjoyed talking to her. Maybe it was because she was talented. Incredibly talented. And cute, too. She stared at her phone, wondering what to reply before being startled by her blaring alarm on her phone, reminding her about the extra Tap class she’d signed up for.
Catra would have to wait.
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Catra frowned at her phone, noticing Adora had left her on read. Fuck, Catra thought. Maybe the Spanish was too much. It sounded creepy- seriously, who says estamos cerca to a girl they just met on tiktok?!
“Scorpia,” Catra whined, moving to the other side of the couch to collapse in her best friend’s arms, “I fucked up.”
“What’s going on, Wildcat? Did someone say something mean?” Scorpia worried, cuddling her friend.
“No,” she rolled her eyes, “You know Adora? The girl who you exposed me to?”
Scorpia thought for a second, before letting out a gasp.
“Like- Famous Adora? Aw shucks, is she mean? Wait, no, she’s straight, isn’t she? Oh gosh, Catra I’m sorry-“
“No, nothing like that! I mean, she’s probably straight but-“ Catra sighed. “What I was trying to say was that she followed me and we talked, but I said something weird and now she left me on read, and I’m pretty sure I fucked up my chances with her!” Catra ranted, accidentally elbowing Scorpia a couple of times.
Scorpia pat Catra on the head, something she used to do when they were younger. Catra slapped her hand away, before mumbling an apology.
“How about we go out? We can go to the club, distract yourself from her!” Scorpia suggested, lifting Catra off her and placing her on the couch.
Catra shrugged, “Whatever. As long as you keep me away from my phone.”
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Scorpia did not, in fact, keep Catra from her phone.
catra w. : heyyy adoraaa
catra w. : sorry fir textunfn you
catra w. : dont hate me
catra w. : YOURE cute
catra w. : thsis cpuod be us but ur striahjt 👩❤️💋👩👩❤️💋👩👩❤️💋👩👩❤️💋👩
catra w. : i think we shoukdndkfkekfkegk
Catra was knocked to ground, dropping her phone and whimpering as she watched it crack. She whipped her head towards the culprit, noticing a familiar looking blonde girl.
“Watch where you’re going, blondie! You cracked my fucking phone!” Catra frowned, standing up and pointing a finger at the blonde girl. The girl furrowed her eyebrows, looking intensely at Catra.
“Do I know you from somewhere?” She asked, looking Catra up and down. Catra scowled.
“No. Now piss off, or I’ll make you pay for my cracked phone,” the drunk girl replied, stumbling away from the blonde. The girl tapped Catra’s shoulder, handing her a slip of paper.
“It’s my name. Read it when you’re sober,” she mumbled, and walked away. Catra shrugged, and walked back to Scorpia, who immediately noticed Catra’s cracked phone in her hand.
“You texted her, didn’t you?” Scorpia asked, and Catra just giggled. Catra was somehow both a giggly and a grumpy drunk- it just depended on who she was with.
Scorpia sighed, picking up her drunk best friend and dragging her home. She’d deal with this in the morning.
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Adora arrived back at the dorm after hitting the club with Bow and Glimmer with a pounding headache. Despite not drinking, taking care of two very drunk barely legal adults was exhausting. She collapsed on her bed, too tired to even change out of her skimpy outfit Glimmer had chosen for her.
Over the last couple of weeks, Bow, Glimmer and Adora had grown incredibly close. They couldn’t stop apologising for the incident, so much that they bought lunch for Adora for a full week. Eventually, it became a routine- the couple buying lunch for Adora, and Adora inviting them back to her dorm, and watching movies with Mermista and Perfuma.
Adora rolled over and grabbed her phone, noticing an abundance of messages from Tiktok and Frosta. She replied to Frosta’s messages- she was asking Adora to help her with a combo they’d learned in class- before swiping on to Tiktok, noticing her unopened messages.
Shit.. She’d left Catra on read.
Adora scanned over the messages, noticing she was most likely drunk. She chuckled at the overuse of emoji’s.
Adora Grayskull : I’m so sorry! I accidentally left you on read.
Adora Grayskull : I can tell you’re drunk. When you wake up, keep hydrated!
Adora Grayskull : Also, who says I’m straight?