"How come you barely have a sore throat while I'm dying here?" Clarke groaned while pouring hot water into her mug. "You're my girlfriend, you should at least have a real cold as well after all the kissing!"
"My immune system is actually intact. I do my sport and I eat healthy, Clarke. You should try that sometime." Lexa noted dryly and scribbled down another bunch of equations.
Clarke rolled her eyes and shuffled back to the couch, carefully putting down her tea on the couch table before plopping down, not without letting out another moan, wallowing in self–pity. She knew Lexa was right, she sucked at leading a healthy lifestyle. Well, I'll start that healthy life shit tomorrow. She thought to herself, already finding peace in the fact that for her, tomorrow was a very loose concept.
"So what's your plan for the evening?" The blonde asked after a while of sipping her tea and watching Lexa doing… math stuff.
"Roommate party with Raven." Lexa mumbled absently, not looking up from her book.
"And I'm not invited?" Clarke gasped playfully. When Lexa shook her head, the blonde narrowed her eyes. "Rude."
At that, Lexa's head shot up and she looked at Clarke with her eyebrows raised in concern. "Are you mad?"
"Mad that my girlfriend and my best friend are getting along so well that they have parties together?" Clarke asked with a grin.
Lexa nodded and Clarke couldn't help but let out a soft laugh. She almost felt bad for teasing Lexa about this topic, and not for a second could she be mad at her girlfriend for bonding with Raven. If anything, she was relieved that they were developing a friendship because what more could she wish for?
"No, I'm not mad." She said, widening her smile to reassure Lexa that she was just kidding. "But I will be if you two don't invite me to your housewarming party!" She finished with a grin and watched relieved when Lexa happily nodded.
"Well damn." Raven cursed when she checked the fridge for drinks and realized she was way too Raven to have a roommate like Lexa, because her fridge was basically stocked with beer, and beer only. With a shrug, she opened one for herself and made her way to Lexa's room.
The door was open, and Lexa was in the middle of sorting her books in the shelf, so Raven leaned against the doorframe and decided to wait until her new roommate was done.
She let her eyes wander around the room and she would have been lying if she had said she wasn't fascinated by Lexa's tidiness. Her desk was basically empty apart from the laptop and a few candles, as well as the bedside table with only a phone charger and a framed photo of her and Clarke.
Raven smiled at the memory. She had taken it during a lunch break several weeks ago; The girls had been in their own little bubble, oblivious to the people around them. Lexa's eyes were glued to the grape–leaf anemone in her hand that Clarke had plucked for her, a huge smile spreading across her face when Clarke leaned over and kissed her cheek, her eyes closed, and Raven had been quick enough to capture this moment.
She took another sip of her beer before her eyes fell on the electric guitar on the other side of the room, and she raised her eyebrows.
"You play?"
Lexa slightly jumped and turned around, a confused look on her face, so Raven quickly pointed at the instrument.
"Is that a problem?" Lexa asked nervously and reached down to the hem of her shirt.
Raven shook her head and grinned. "No, not at all! Actually that's pretty cool! That was just… unexpected." She nodded towards the guitar. "What do you play? Or listen to, in general?"
"Um… mostly Nine Inch Nails and Deftones."
Raven almost choked on her beer at that answer. Never in a million years would she have expected Lexa to listen to those bands, let alone rock along on a guitar. "No shit?" She asked, still not sure whether the girl was joking or not.
Lexa shrugged, staring at the instrument. "Their music is… uncomplicated. Not too much going on there."
"Honey, are we talking about the same bands?" Raven laughed and shook her head. "The industrial rock Nine Inch Nails? The metal Deftones?" Lexa knitted her eyebrows and nodded. "And you're telling there's not much going on there?"
"They don't have many background noises." Lexa tried to explain. On that, Raven could agree.
They talked some more about music and Raven learned that Gustus had introduced Lexa to the guitar, finding a way to communicate with her through music when Lexa shut out everyone else.
"So…" Raven started and handed Lexa a soda can that had miraculously appeared behind a six–pack of beer before she plopped down on the couch next to the girl, "is there anything I have to know, consider or remember about living with you?"
Lexa took a moment to sort her thoughts, absently playing with the pull ring.
"It um–" Lexa cleared throat, "it would be helpful if we could schedule the housecleaning."
"Okay," Raven nodded, "in what way? Like, the tasks or the time or…?"
"Both. The main problem for me is vacuum cleaning," she shifted nervously, "so um… maybe I could do all the cleaning but if you would… undertake this?"
Raven's face took on a baffled expression. "You want to do all the cleaning if I just hoover up the place? How come?"
"Well it's mostly the sound. I really hate it." Lexa admitted and quickly glanced at Raven before she directed her gaze back to the can in her hands. "Also, I don't touch anything dusty because it feels funny on my skin."
Raven grinned and took a swig of her beer. "Thanks for the offer mush head, but I won't let you do all the cleaning. Are you afraid of heights?"
Lexa knitted her brows. "No?"
"Now that's convenient, great! How about we do the cleaning together and while I hoover, you clean the windows?" She suggested. There was no way she would let Lexa do all the work, so she watched in relief when Lexa finally nodded her head in agreement.
She wanted to make sure that Lexa felt safe and comfortable, and so far, she had the feeling that Lexa was okay with everything.
"Anything else?"
"Stop calling me mush head." Lexa said and shot a frown in Raven's direction.
Raven snorted, emptied her beer and put down the bottle on the couch table before she leaned back with a smug grin. "Sorry darling, but that's not gonna happen."
