Ice Cream

It had been a stressful and long day for Beca. She'd had to get up way too early for her liking to avoid being late to her class, again, with a professor who had probably hated her guts the minute she had walked into his class. She'd barely made it on time, even though she tried her best, well, that's a lie, but she did walk a little faster than usual to at least put a little effort in being on time.

She then had two more long and boring classes. She still doesn't know how she ended up signing up for these classes, but next semester she was definitely going to pick different classes and make wiser decisions than she'd had on this one.

She luckily had a quiet moment to eat something in peace, and took that time to focus on her music, before she had to go to rehearsals with the Bella's. She was still working on their next set list, but she hadn't gotten much time to deal with that between studying and work.

Rehearsals had been a bitch, she doesn't know what someone had done or said to Aubrey, but the tall blonde was on some kind of warpath. Not even Chloe's sweet-talking could help her calm down, or even act reasonable, and usually the redhead's well-chosen words would make the blonde take a moment to think and apologize. Or well, not apologize, because Aubrey Posen does not apologize for being uptight, but at least she'd be calmer and make more sense.

Beca was desperately due for a break, but work was calling, so after a quick shower, and ordering take-out to be delivered at her work, she headed off to the radio station. Being around music, the thing she probably loves more than anything, was quickly helping her calm down again, she just had to ignore hearing Jesse talk about some kinda movie she was not interested in at all.

She finally made it home at 12.26am and she was exhausted. She dumped her bag and laptop on her little desk before changing into some sleepwear. After removing her makeup and brushing her teeth, she literally jumped into her bed, thankful that her roommate was away for the upcoming weekend and wouldn't be able to witness it, or hear her loud, happy squeal. She really couldn't wait to sleep.

She was in the middle of a very nice dream when she woke up from hearing some weird noises coming from outside, but chose to ignore them. She was not, under any circumstances, going to open up her eyes to check out what was going on, nope, nothing is going to come between her and her precious sleep.

Well, that is what she told herself until something right outside her window made a loud noise and she could hear a whispered "Shoot!" before there was another soft banging before it went silent. What the hell was going on? Maybe one of her roommate's crazy friends had deci-

Nope, that thought flew right out of her mind at the sound of another softly whispered "Crap!" and she realized she knew the voice. She opened one eye to check the time on her phone and started blinking wildly as the harsh light brightened up the dark room.

3.48am Who the h-?!

Her silent question was answered when her window suddenly popped open and a person stumbled into the room through the small opening, landing with a loud thud. How in the world she had fitted through that, nobody would know.

"What the…" was the only thing she could mumble out as she turned her bedside lamp on and watched as a completely dressed-up Chloe sat up and rubbed a hand over her left shoulder, cutely(what?) pouting and looking at the spot she'd hurt during her tumble.

Hearing a voice, but mostly the suddenness of light in the room, made Chloe look up and break out into a big grin. Forgetting her pain, she simply waved at Beca, who had now sat up in bed, rubbing at her eyes to make sure she was actually seeing this, "Hi Beca!"

"What?" The brunette shakes her head to try and clear the fog in her head before frowning at the intruder, "Don't you 'Hi, Beca' me. What… how? Why?"

She was way too sleepy to form complete sentences, and the many questions going through her head weren't helping either. Chloe simply shrugged and clumsily stood up. She made her way towards the bed and sat down. With her big blue puppy eyes she looks at the brunette and leans in a little closer, "Let's go for ice cream!"

Beca was sure she was having some kind of hallucinated dream, that honestly couldn't have been what had been Chloe's motive to break in and ask, or demand, or whatever. She looks up at the grinning redhead in confusion, "Ice cream?"

Chloe nods, the grin seeming to grow even bigger, and Beca is starting to get a little creeped out by it.

"You… wanna go… for... ice cream?" She slowly gets out, a frown deeply etched across her forehead. "With me?" She adds a moment later when Chloe doesn't answer.

"Duh!" The redhead rolls her eyes like it's obvious, "Who else would I ask?"

"Uhm… how about Fat Amy, or Stacie? Or anyone who isn't sleeping at this moment?" She rubs her eyes again as Chloe seems to ponder over her words. She sees her shake her head a moment later before the big blue eyes turn back to her.

As Beca takes a closer look, she notices that her eyes are a little reddish and seem to have a slight glaze over them. Great, Chloe is drunk. Of course that's why she wants ice cream. And why she decided to break in.

"Have you been drinking?" She asks even though she knows the answer already.

"Hmm, maybe a little?" Chloe shrugs again and takes hold of her wrists with her hands, "So… You coming?"

"Chlo… It's 4am… You seriously crawled through my bedroom window to ask me to go get ice cream with you?! Dude, what's wrong with you?" Beca lets out frustratingly and Chloe starts to pout again, which Beca really wish she wouldn't do.

"So, you don't wanna go?" If possible the pout grows bigger and her eyes start to water a little, "Okay… I just really wanted to have some ice cream with you. It was a bad night and I thought you would be game, cuz even though you're like really weird, and sarcastic, and brutally honest at times, which you know you gotta work on cuz that's not always nice… And… Where was I?" Chloe rambles and Beca wishes she would stop, because she knows that she's going to end up agreeing if the redhead doesn't stop talking soon just to put herself out of this misery.

"Oh, yeah. I just really wanted to eat ice cream with you." She ends up repeating but doesn't seem to notice it herself and continues on, "Because even though you are sarcastic, you do make me laugh with your comments and I really need that. And maybe having come here at, how late did you say it was again?"

"4am… almost 4.15 already…" Beca whispers the last bit under her breath and just closes her eyes while taking a deep breath as Chloe continues her rambles. The redhead always talked a lot but when she was drunk, or well, very tipsy, the talking never seemed to end. And it was crystal clear that right now she was going to continue to talk until she gets her way.

"Okay! Okay, enough! Please, just stop." Beca has finally had enough and she just grumbles. "You so owe me."

Chloe looks as if she's going to interrupt but Beca stops her by holding her hand up and speaking, "Rules. First, we are not going to leave my room, I'm not going to change and, yea, just no," Chloe nods her head as a smile starts to form on her face, "Second, I have ice cream in my fridge over there, and thirdly, if you so much as spill a drop on my blankets, I'm going to tell Aubrey what you said about her after rehearsals this afternoon."

Chloe's eyes immediately widen at the threat, "NO! Don't tell her, she will actually kill me."

"Then don't make a mess. Oh, and fourthly, you're going to explain this breaking in thing and promise me to never do it again. Just use the door like normal people." Beca adds while Chloe gets up to grab the ice cream from the fridge she had pointed at earlier.

"But what's the fun in that?" The redhead simply shrugs and Beca rolls her eyes at her. The brunette lets out a long sigh, knowing she won't be sleeping any time soon, definitely not with a sugared up Chloe. But thankfully it's Friday night, or technically Saturday morning, and they don't have anything to do today since Aubrey had finally relented and given the Bella's the day off as an apology. Not spoken of course, but it's the thought that counts.

The two end up talking about a multitude of subjects; Chloe never lacking to find a topic to converse about. And Beca is grateful when Chloe does finally fall asleep after nodding off a few times but startling awake to talk about something new.

It's almost 8.30am by the time she does, and Beca follows soon after. Both in awkward positions on her small bed, that she knows their bodies won't forgive them for when they wake up, whenever that may be.

She finds that, even though she really did want to just simply sleep, she really did kind of need this after the day she'd had. Just talking about random things and laughing while eating ice cream. For that she's kind of grateful, but no one will ever hear her say that and Chloe definitely won't find out that she enjoyed it just as much as the other girl had.