Prompt: Cosima finding out Sarah's smoking her pot.
Panic.
It was in her bag earlier. She was sure of it. She put it in the small side pocket before Alison had come to pick up Kira for a play date with Oscar and Gemma.
Did one of the kids? No, no they are too young.
As Cosima starts to wonder if one of the kids took it and how she was going to explain the small blunder to Alison, a familiar scent blew in with the early morning Toronto air. A small smile washed over Cosima's face as she follwed the smell to Felix's bedroom.
"Felix?" Cosima called out to no avail. Looking around Cosima spotted the open window and let out an airy laugh. The fire escape, of course. "Felix?" Cosima called out once again as she opened the window further and climbed out on to the rocky metal staircase.
"Oh, Sarah," she says with a smile, her eyes quickly falling on the old gum tin. "I see you found my stash."
Sarah let out sigh and sheepishly held out the joint for Cosima. "Sorry, couldn't help myself Cos," she said as a puff of smoke slipped passed her lips.
"This is going to cost you," Cosima stated in a serious tone as she settled in beside Sarah on the steps, her head falling to the other woman's shoulder.
"Cost me what?" Sarah asked, her tone of voice skeptical as she watched Cosima pull back, as her lips curled into mischievous smile.
Cosima placed the joint between her lips and inhaled, her eyes not leaving Sarah's identical pair. As Cosima blew the smoke out, her face slowly inched closer to Sarah. "This," she whispered as her lips pressed firmly against Sarah's.
When they finally broke apart, Cosima and Sarah both breathing heavily, Cosima just smiled and held the joint out to Sarah, who took it letting her fingers brush against Cosima's, lingering for a moment.
"Remind me to steal your pot more often."