Lo-fi

Jesse Swanson (10:24am)

Yo, so we met up with some of the guys from class, they're chill dudes

Chloe Beale (10:33am)

Hey we're waiting on you Bec :)

Beca's eyes adjusted to the brightness of the phone screen as she stared down at the messages. She was confused for a total of 15 seconds before it registered with her that she said she'd hang out with her friends. Her gaze then fell onto the time.

11:00am

Well shit.

"Hey, sorry I was late-" Beca groggily stated 15 minutes later as she stumbled her way into the local café. Her eyes landed on the group of friends tucked away to the side of the room, each staring at her in amusement.

"She's alive!" Jesse cheered with a goofy grin, taking a sip of his coffee.

"Haha..." Beca said, falling into the empty seat opposite him. Beside him were two of the guys she knew from class, Benji and Donald, and to the left, was Chloe.

"Hi Bec," Chloe greeted with a smile from beside her.

"Hey Chloe." The brunette replied, rubbing her eyes in hopes of wakening up. God, she was so tired.

"Late night?"

"Huh?" Beca glanced to her. "Oh... yeah, was working on something."

"Here," Jesse's voice chimed in, making her look to him. He held out a coffee cup, "Thank me later."

Beca gave him a thumbs up as she took hold of the drink. The girl stared at her coffee cup, breathing in the scent in hopes that it would wake her up somewhat. Taking a sip she relished in the warm liquid that soothed down her throat.

She thought back to the track that she was working on last night. The sounds just weren't working, and it was bothering her big time. Because if she can't work on a simple track how the fuck was she going to make it in the industry?

It's bullshit, she thought. Creative block that is. It's the cock block of her music. And if she could, she'd whack the shit out of it. But unfortunately, she cannot so she'll settle for angrily tapping at her laptop mouse pad instead.

Taking another sip of her coffee, her mind wandered to the cliché café music that was playing. Some lofi kind of beat, the kind you'd hear on YouTube to study to. Maybe I could make something like that? She thought, tapping her foot the beat. It was simple enough. You add some electronic piano in and a groovy bassline and you're good to go. Feels like a cop out though.

Taking out her phone, she noticed a message from her Dad.

Dad (11:25am)

I've been called into work, money is at home for dinner. Call me if you need anything

Beca (11:30am)

ok, thanks

Feeling a yawn come on, she tried to hold it in, but to no avail a loud yawn escaped her. The kind that makes you look like you've been crying by the tears that has showed up.

"Wakey, wakey!" She heard Jesse say, in a far too annoying tone. He ruffled her hair.

"I hate you," she grimaced.

"So…?" He raised his eyebrows.

"So, what?"

"Are you up for it?" He continued.

"Up for what?" She took a large sip.

"You weren't listening, were you…." Jesse stated more than questioned. He rolled his eyes before standing up, "One of you mofos fill in sleepy head over here. I'm gonna get some of that sweet, sweet cake they're serving."

They watched as he practically skipped towards the counter. If she were at least 80% awake right now she would have chuckled along with the others. But boy she felt dead.

She began to zone out again until she heard the horrid two words of bowling and movies.

"Wait wha-"

"We're going bowling soon," Benji explained, looking rather excited. What a dork. "And then we're gonna go see that new horror film that came out."

Beca paused for a second.

"I don't remember signing up for any of this." She deadpanned. The redhead beside her let out a little giggle.

"Oh come onnnnn," Chloe teased, nudging her shoulder slightly. "It'll be fun."

"But I'm tired…" The brunette complained with a huff. "How about this, you guys go do that. And I'll finish my coffee and head back to bed." She nodded. "Deal?"

"No, no and no," Popped up Jesse who sat back down, hearing the last part of the conversation.

"I hate you." Beca repeated from earlier. Yawing once more, jesus Christ at this point, she unintentionally felt her head droop onto Chloe's shoulder. Leaning it there, she felt herself almost drift off. "This is comfy." God she was tired.

Seeing the girls exhausted state, the redhead raised her eyebrows.

"Maybe this one is a bit too tired for that today." She piped up, looking to the boys.

"Nah, poke her with a stick and she'll wake up," Jesse chimed in, taking a bite of cake. Donald leant over to steal a bit, much to Jesse's dismay, 'go buy yourself some you dick.'

Chuckling Donald, chewed on it, "If the stick doesn't work, we can throw a bucket of water over her." He added.

"As amusing as that would be," Chloe said, nudging Beca off her shoulder, "I think this one should head back home." Standing she pulled the girl up from the chair. "Come on sleepy." She hooked her arm through Beca's.

Making their way to the door, she laughed as the boys mocked crying as they exited.

As Chloe was walking alongside the brunette, she realized something. This was the first time it was just them together. Usually, they would be with Jesse.

Her heart started pounding suddenly with slight nerves.

I mean… She had been crushing on the girl for the longest time.

Safe to say Chloe was a nervous wreck incase Beca found out somehow.

But what the redhead didn't know is that Beca felt the exact same way about her. Fortunately for the brunette though, she was too tired to even think straight, so she groggily stumbled her way up the steps to her house.

Fetching out her keys, she put them in the door before glancing to Chloe who stood staring at the ground. She stepped back and forth anxiously.

"You're more than welcome to make yourself at home," Beca said, stepping in through the door. "My dad wont be back until this evening." She added.

"Are you sure?" Chloe cautiously tip toed into the house. She'd been here before, but never alone, always with Jesse or someone else.

"Yeah of course," Beca said making her way to the kitchen, Chloe following. "If you want we can put on a movie?"

"I thought you didn't want to watch any," Chloe bemusedly piped, accepting the juice pouch from Beca.

"I don't," The brunette replied, "But…" She drawled, "You were kind enough to bring my lazy ass back here."

They both made their way into the living room, Beca half assed pulled up Netflix, before giving the remote to Chloe.

She tried to hold in a yawn but one escaped her.

They settled down onto the sofa, with Chloe starting up some cliché comedy movie. They chatted endlessly for about 10 minutes before going silent and watching the film.

Around 20 minutes, Chloe shifted in her seat as she heard heavy breathing. She glanced over to find Beca passed out, head laying against the back of the cushions.

Chuckling slightly, the redhead shook her head before glancing around for a blanket. Fortunately, one was on the sofa so she threw it around the both of them.

It wasn't long before she felt herself drift off too, movie long forgotten about.

Beca woke up around an hour later with a weight on her shoulder. She quickly came to realize that is no other than Chloe Beale.

Chloe fucking Beale.

Her crush since middle school.

Was laying on her shoulder.

Beca remembered that the girl brought her lazy ass home because she was out of it.

Eyes darting around the room, she debated on what her next move would be. She didn't want to wake up the redhead. Who, by the way, looked adorable when asleep.

Netflix was playing random movie trailers much to her dismay. She noticed the remote beside her so she switched the TV off.

She stiffened as she felt movement from the girl beside her.

"Mhmm… hi…." Chloe grogged out, voice full of sleep.

"Hey," Beca replied in a soft tone. "I think we passed out."

Lazily nodding, Chloe yawned, her head still laying comfortably on the brunette's shoulder. "Yeah, I guess so."

Hearing her phone go off, Beca reached for it. She had a few snapchat notifications from the boys. She opened Jesse's. It was a video of them playing bowling and him getting a strike. 'And that's how you do it boys!' he said in a sassy tone.

Benji had sent a snap of him and Donald with a weird filter. And Donald sent a random video of him zooming in on the bowling ball.

She felt Chloe giggle as she watched the snaps. "They're such dorks," She said, snuggling a little further into Beca's shoulder.

God she's so cute.

"Are you okay?"

"Hmm?" Beca's eyebrows furrowed.

"Your heart," Chloe said, "It's beating really fast…"

"Ahhh…" Awkwardly running a hand through her hair, Beca glanced to the ceiling, "Uhhh… You know…"

"Uh hmm," Chloe giggled.

Smirking Beca tipped her head to look at the girl, "What are you giggling at?"

"You," is all the redhead replied with before using her sleepiness as an excuse to continue snuggling.