A few people asked yesterday, Bella's tattoo is a line drawing of a hand flipping the bird. It sits between her breasts.

Thank you Frannie and Dani!

Day 15: March 27, 2020

Edward

20:34 PDT

Los Angeles, California

"So," I say slowly. "This is your room?"

Bella and I have managed to spend most of the day apart. We both had homework we'd been neglecting, so we decided after our sex marathon to cool it. I'd been bored without her around, but I had to admit, I'd gotten a lot of shit done.

Bella's room feels like her. It's random and mishmashed but somehow makes sense at the same time. It's messy but in a way that sort of makes sense.

I count at least four weapons as I take stock of her room.

"What were you expecting?" She asks, perched on her bed. She's wearing her glasses, and fuck me if she doesn't look just as hot in them.

"Nothing," I say, shaking my head. "This is exactly you."

Bella looks around the room. "Messy and disorganized?"

I laugh.

"Interesting and unexpected," I correct. She rolls her eyes.

"Enough flirting, Cullen. Get over here so we can watch Tiger King."

I settle on her bed. It's a full, the same size as the bed in my room. I sit back against her messy sheets and rest my back against the headboard, battling a wall of pillows behind me. "Jesus," I mutter, smacking the pillows around. When most of them are off, I realize I'm sitting on top of at least three books. I scowl and crawl off the bed. "What is this?" I ask. The entire side of the bed is covered in random pens, notebooks, and books. Fuck, it looks like there is even a bag of chips clipped up in there.

Bella huffs. "Just push it all on the floor."

It takes both of us, and despite her instructions, I pick up items and carefully place them on her desk. When I turn around for more, I see Bella shoving everything off her bed with one arm. "Why do you have so many pens in your bed?"

She looks up at me, pushing her glasses up her nose. "I'm single, and I write in bed a lot. Any more third degree?"

I snort at her as I sit back down. She pulls her laptop up between us and glances at me. "Are you a little shit to watch TV with?" she asks.

"Am I a what?" I ask, laughing. Bella looks at me.

"Are you one of those annoying commentary people?" she asks, pushing her glasses up again. I laugh.

"I guess you just have to wait and find out," I say, reaching down to the bag of chips that are still on the bed. She huffs as she pulls open Netflix.

She gets Tiger King queued up as I pull open the chips. She gets the episode started, then glances at me out of the corner of her eye.

The chip bag is on my lap, and Bella dives in hard, her hand rooting around for a chip but mostly feeling me up. I freeze as her hand all but squeezes my dick through the bag. I glance at her, but she just pulls her hand back, popping a chip in her mouth, innocently looking at the screen.

I don't think I'm going to make it far watching TV with her.

Confession, I never saw Tiger King!

I just know a fic about college students during lockdown wouldn't be the same without it!

That being said was there a show you watched because of Lockdown? Something trending that made you give in?