[Facetime]
"So," Leah says, her face pulled into a disgruntled moue. The pixilated reflection of Facetime manages to capture her feelings exactly. "Bella and Alice are fighting."
"And not talking to each other, either," Rose adds. Her lips are downturned, a furrow between her brows that belies the unconcerned tone of her voice.
"Are pigs flying yet?" Leah wonders.
"Not in SoCal," Rose says. "The waters have been churning, though."
"The universe is thrown out of alignment."
"Oh, clearly. We're dealing with a catastrophic event here." Rose pauses for a short moment, leaning closer to her phone camera. "Do we know what they're fighting about?"
Leah snorts. "Bella is clueless. She has no idea, but she thinks something must have set Alice off."
"Alice is keeping her trap shut, too," Rose divulges.
"How totally not like that chatterbox," Leah notes with some concern. After all, a day without Alice chattering and chirping and buzzing around isn't really a day, is it?
"I know, right?"
"Bella moved out of the dorm."
Rose's brows shoot up. "Seriously?"
"She's a confrontation wimp."
"Yeah, but to just leave?"
Leah shrugs. "Alice was really upset, I guess. I mean, I don't know the details, but it would have to be major if Bella isn't even trying to reconcile."
"Damn," Rose sighs. "All the drama just has to happen when we're not even there to watch."
"Oh, please. We can see enough from this far away."
"That's true. But…"
"But?"
Rose presses her lips together. "Are we going to do anything about it?"
Leah barks out a loud, startling laugh. She laughs for long enough that her eyes actually tear up, and has to wipe them away. "Oh, fuck no," she says at length. "I'm not getting in the middle of whatever the fuck is happening there."
"She's your sister!" Rose exclaims.
"She also knows all of my passwords," Leah points out.
"Ah. Good point."
"Right?"
"Well, they're big girls," Rose acknowledges.
Leah nods. "They'll work it out."
"And we won't get involved."
"Hell," Leah says with wide eyes and a facetious tone. "We never even talked about it."
"A conversation that never happened between two uninvolved parties," Rose agrees.
"We'll spit-shake on it later," Leah says seriously.
"Gross. Hard pass."
"Whatever."
They both roll their eyes.
The Facetime call ends.
A/N: No meddling here! These are mature girls who mind their own damn business, which is something that is a lot more common in younger people. You do you, and you don't get involved in bullshit that isn't yours if you can help it. People's personal drama is their own thing to solve - or not solve. This stems from the idea of self-care, which can include Marie Kondo-ing people right out of your life if they don't spark joy.
As always, be brutally honest. I can take it. Stay safe, stay smart, stay standing.
~Rae
