Something that happened last night. I was looking through my binder and saw that I hadn't done a prompt in a while, so here it is.

The prompt was: Imagine Person A is giving a massage to Person B. B winds up so relaxed they fall asleep (Bonus if they start snoring). After that, A puts a blanket over them, carries them to bed, curls up next to them, or something else.

One more thing, I forgot to put a disclaimer on the last one, but everyone knows I don't own Victorious or anything like that, so...yeah.

'It's official! My Vocals teacher hates me!' Tori cries out, flopping facedown on the bed next to her girlfriend.

'How could anyone hate YOU? You're Sweet Sally Peaches.' Jade says in the voice she reserved for the tanned brunette.

'For the millionth time, I don't talk like that!' Tori's muffled voice being muffled by the blankets.

Jade chuckles and Tori sits up, moving next to her. 'Seriously, though. How can anyone hate YOU? You're all sunshine and rainbows and all that shit that makes everyone around you all happy and smiley.'

Tori sighs and puts a hand to her forehead. 'I don't know...but he stresses me the heck out.'

It's Jade's turn to sigh as she moves behind Tori and starts rubbing her shoulders.

'God, Jade...right there...yeah...'

'Okay, if you keep that up, I'm gonna jump you right now.'

Tori cut the audio, but every so often a moan or a whimper would escape from the brunette. Jade had her lay down a little while into the massage so she could get her lower back and a few minutes later, the former Goth could hear light snores coming from the brunette half Latina.

Chuckling softly at her adorable girlfriend, Jade carefully picks up her girlfriend and pulls the blankets, placing her down and covering her up. Gently laying down beside her girlfriend, Jade places a light kiss on her temple before cuddling up to Tori.

'Still wondering how anyone can hate you...' Jade wonders out loud before she drifts off as well.

Awwww, how could anyone hate Tori? Anyways, second little writing piece for Random Drabbles and One-Shots. Hasta luego, mi pastelitos! Good damn bye