Oh, and sorry that this is set in the apartment again. I would've set it somewhere else for a little variety but this scene seemed to work better here.
Enjoy.
Arizona Robbins put her keys in the door; she listened carefully for sounds of life as she opened it. No one seemed to be around. She kicked her shoes off by the coffee table as she walked in and threw her jacket and keys onto the sofa. She heard faint snoring coming from the room located behind her. Owen and Cristina were home. Arizona knew for a fact that Callie wasn't at the hospital, so there were only two places she could be: Joe's or Mark's. They seemed to be the most frequent men in both of their lives. Arizona decided to pour herself a glass of wine, text her girlfriend and lounge about until Callie decided to stroll back through the door. It was nearly an hour until she did. She'd fallen asleep on Mark's sofa and he'd been too scared to wake her. Everyone was scared to wake Callie, everyone but Arizona that is; it was like releasing the kraken.
"Hey," Callie muttered as she walked into her apartment without her shoes on and her jacket slung over one shoulder. Arizona got up from the couch and wandered over to Callie, lacing her arms around her neck and pulling her in for a kiss.
"That was nice. What'd I do to deserve that?" Arizona picked her bag off of the sofa and pulled out the samples for paint colours she had showed Callie the day before. She arranged them in her hand so all three were visible. When the three were held together, words could be soon to be scrawled across them. The words read: "I don't care what colours we have, I just want you. I like beige." Arizona let out a small giggle and Callie smiled as she pulled Arizona back in for another kiss.
"I mean it. I don't care about colours, or blow-dryers or anything. Just move in with me. Ruin my home. Get rid of my bats. Just, just move in." Arizona put her hands around Callie's neck, her fingers tracing the top of her girlfriend's spine. She rested her head on her shoulder.
"Of course. Trust me; my moving in will have it's perks." Arizona kissed Callie's neck before turning to walk into their bedroom. She pulled off her top as she walked away, revealing her dimples on the base of her spine. Arizona turned her head, smiling.
"Come on, Calliope." She whispered, tauntingly, before pushing the bedroom door open and leaving Callie alone to ponder the next move.
