"Kim? Kimmmmmm? KIM! Fucking say something, or make a sound?" Allison huffed out a breath waiting for some form of life from her annoying blond friend, and she got it the form a a middle finger appearing on the screen. "Bitchface." Kimberley rolled her eyes and showed her face within her camera's focus again, trying to compose herself. But utterly failing, again, as she saw the blue eyes that made her melt in the first place come into view once more. Dean chuckled and waved again. "You doing okay there sweetheart, you see a ghost or something?" Allison tried to stifle a giggle as a loud 'dude shut up, you did the same thing' rang through her ears. "The fuck? I did not, what are you talking about?" "Oh come on, I saw your face turn five shades of red ten minutes ago." The redhead rolled her eyes and turned hte phone back towards herself, trying to find a better lighting combination than shitty parking lot lights. " Well that's bull shit since you can't see shit anyway, with your vision, and shittastic lighting out here." Her lips tugged into a big grin which she unsuccessfully hid from her friend, who called her a 'bat' once again, in a lowered voice. Knowing the exact reaction she would give rise to. "Bitchfacie! I am not a fucking bat, you are legit like the worst friend ever!" Kim full heartedly guffawed at the mini rant she received. "Awe come on, you know you love me, and my blatant ability to annoy the absolute fuck out of you with one nocturnal creature's name." "No, I hate you, and you suck. Immensely."
Dean finally spoke up again after also unsuccessfully trying to hide his laughs as well. "Did she really just call you a bat? That's so adorable, and it works because you're wearing black." "If I was a bat, I would've bitten you already." She said with a sigh and slump of her shoulders. "you're not very convincing, babygirl, sorry." "She's just irritating-" "Hey!" "Shut up, you know damn well you are. And likes to attribute my good hearing to being a bat, why I can't just be a human with good hearing, I don't really know honestly." She rebuttled with a confused look on her face. The fuck does someone have to be a bat for to have good hearing, there's plenty of much more delightful animals that hear exceptionally well, that aren't creepy or blood sucking. Cat, dog, dolphin? Maybe? "Because the sounds you made the other night made me think of bats somehow, Iunno, you're the one who moans at night." This brought more shades of red to the red head's face once more. "Um what? when was I moaning, and why'd you hear?" "The fuck if I know why, woman, you just were. It was four am, and you were getting home from work when you said you'd call me back when you got home. Ha! Guess I know why you didn't?" Allison ran over the past few evenings in her head trying to remember what had happened during her arrivals home. She smacked her right hand to her forehead, wondering, once more why she has this friend. "Idiot, it was not moans. It was sounds of satisfaction of coffee, because I got like five extra shots in it." Roman pondered about the price of coffee and wondered aloud if shots cost extra. "They do I think, yeah? But it was like four am and I really wasn't that happy, so the chick didn't charge anything extra, which slightly improved my day, instead of thoughts of traveling across the country, to murder my categorically annoying as fuck best friend, at four fucking am." "So you were moaning over coffee? See! I told you, you were moaning." "Dude I was not-" Nope! Shut up, yes you were, you were totally moaning over coffee" "Because it was cancelling thoughts of murdering you, you idiot, which I really do have way too many of." "Must you always make murder jokes, really?" Allison felt a deep laugh behind her, and turned around, technically to be met with a chest, so she looked up and saw Wade Barrett chuckling lightly.
Eff I can't figure out a page break, meow. Author's note (nor can I unbold it) ,-, typed more than i thought, breaking it up.