It's Thursday evening and the bluenette's sitting in front of the computer working on some skull design. She cries out when arms wrap around her.

'Fuck it, Max! I almost shat myself!'

'Sorry' she kisses her neck.

'Missed me?' she grins.

'Hella. Hey, so… we decided to grab a drink. Join us later?'

'We?'

'Just some guys from uni. And Kate.'

'So now I can see who to hunt down' she giggles.

'Fuck that! I'm all yours!' she sits on her lap.

'Good to hear' she smiles and lays her head on Max's chest.

'Are you tired?'

'Hella.'

'Let's skip tonight then'

'You can still go, Max.'

'Nah, I'll be fine'

'Go, Max. Have some fun'

'It's not the same without you.'

'Okay' she sighs 'I'll drop in for an hour. Okay? I'm almost done. I'll be there shortly.'

'Promise?'

'Mhm' she kisses the brunette.

'I gotta go then. They're waiting for me. Well, some of them'

'Some of them? How many people will be there tonight?'

'I don't know, like twenty tops. I don't know'

'Great.' she sighs.

'Hey. It'll be fine.'

'Yeah. Darren and Rachel are moving tomorrow, plus we still have to get the photo shoot and we hit the concert on Saturday. What a fucking busy week' she brushes off her face.

'I'm with you' she gently kisses her forehead then stands up 'Hold on, rock star' she smiles.

'I'll be there soon' she holds her hand 'Just finish this and check out the orders. I'm going soon.'

'I'll be waiting' she kisses her gently then goes on her way.

The punk sighs tiredly. Right before finishing Matt walks up to her.

'Hey, Price, I'm…'

'Hold on, I'm almost done!' she checks what orders she fulfilled today 'Okay. What, Matt?'

'You finished?'

'Yeah. I'm done and ready to go'

'Wanna grab a beer? A whiskey maybe?'

'I promise we'll drink tomorrow. But tonight I have to be with Max when she's having fun with the smartasses' she grimaces.

'Oooh, you're so enthusiastic!' he laughs.

'I'd rather be home and sleep, but…'

'You're just uxorious.'

'Fuck you, Matt.'

'You should learn from me'

'Aha. And when were you got laid, Mattie?' she smirks.

'This morning.'

'This morning?'

'You didn't know? I have a girlfriend since… pfft. Since forever'

'You serious? Never talked about her'

'Because I'm a professional. Never let work and private life mingle. That's bad.'

'Are you hinting something?' Chloe frowns.

'No. But I have to keep this stone cold image. But she's coming tomorrow. And on Saturday. So there goes my image' he laughs.

'Possible' she laughs too 'Listen, Matt, I have to go now, but see you tomorrow.'

'Don't be late, Price!'

She waves goodbye then she hits the pub. She sighs as she looks at those people. She suddenly feels out of her league. Max waves at her smiling and she walks up to her.

'Hey' she smiles.

'Hey' she kisses her on the cheek 'Hi, Kate. And all the others'

'No way she's your girlfriend!' a black haired, bearded hipster points at Chloe.

'I remember you! I made a tattoo for you some weeks ago. Tim?'

'Exactly!' he laughs.

After the introduction they start talking about some projects and contemporary photographers. Chloe loses the thread and turns to Kate.

'How's it going?' she smiles.

'Fine. Sometimes I feel I'm still fitting in. Good Max's here.'

'Yeah. How's drawing?'

'Great. Check it out from today.'

She lays her sketch book. Chloe smiles as she gets through it, admiring Kate's work. She's extremely tired. She stands up.

'Going already?' a blond girl asks.

'Yeah. I'm exhausted and I'm waking up early. See you!' she smiles and walks out of the pub.

'Chloe!' the photographer takes her hand 'What's wrong?'

'I'm tired. But you can stay. You seem to have fun.' she smiles.

'You didn't even tell me goodbye'

'So you're into PDA now?' she laughs quietly.

'It's not PDA' she kisses her 'It's love'

'Aren't you sweet?' she caresses her face 'Seriously. Stay. I'll be okay.'

'Just a little bit more. Are you sure you don't mind?'

'Seems like you found your place'

'Yeah, by your side' she snuggles.

'I'm out of my league here'

'Oh, come on!'

'I didn't understand shit about you were discussing'

'So what? Who cares?'

'Don't you mind?'

'What?'

'That I'm… Not that smart…'

'What are you talking about, Chloe?' she giggles 'Just because you don't attend university it doesn't mean you're not smart. You're smart. You know arts and you are talented. You talk to people everyday about their lives. I'm lucky I still have you'

'Who's talking? I'm the luckiest bastard' she kisses her forehead 'See you later then?'

'Are you sure you don't want to stay?'

'I need to get some sleep.'

'I'll be home shortly. I promise.'

'Okay' she kisses her then heads home.

After taking a hot shower she goes to bed and falls to sleep fast.

When she wakes up next morning she reaches next to her. She sits up when she realizes there's no one lying next to her. She gets out of bed and rushes to the living room for her cell phone. She grabs her phone then her eyes settle on the couch were Max's sleeping. She sighs as she feels relief. She gently kisses her girlfriend's forehead. She writes a little message to the photographer after she had her coffee. She thinks for a moment then grabs a pen.

"Max,

You scared the shit out of me. You can't imagine what I felt when I realized in the morning You're not next to me. Gotta run but see you tonight. I love You 3

xoxo (still not emoji)

Your loving girlfriend (Chloe Price, if You're confused)"

She gets in the parlor and gets ready to work. She's working on a design when Matt sits next to her.

'Hey, Price. Help Rachel out 'til I help Darren to move in. Okay?'

'What should I do?'

'Show her the clothes. Tell her what she should tell the customers when they want to buy something. Show her the big board. Pull yourself together, Chloe!'

'Yeah. Sure. Have fun, Matt!'

'You too!' he laughs.

'Hey, Rachel! Come here! I'm gonna tell you what we're up to, okay?'

'Yeah?' she sits next to her.

'I'm finishing this then I'll tell you about how should you do your job, is that okay?'

'Yeah, sure.'

'Until then…' she doesn't take her eyes off of the screen 'You and Darren, huh?'

'Surprised?'

'Just a li'l bit. Darren told me about it. I told him he should give it a shot.'

'I know. He told me about it. Are you okay with this?'

'If I weren't, why would I have told him he should try?'

'I don't know. I'm just… I don't know'

'Don't hurt him anyways'

'I won't.'

'Okay, now. About the clothes…'

Chloe tells about the place and designs and when she has free time she watches out for the blondie. During lunch break she gets a call from Max.

'Hey, Super Max. How're you doing?'

'Terrible. Skipping uni today.'

'Hangover?'

'Kinda' she sighs.

'You should've slept next to me'

'I didn't want to wake you up. I was happy just to find the couch anyways'

'That's my girlfriend' she laughs 'When will you drop in?'

'As soon as I find some strength' she sighs 'Give me a little time.'

'I have something for your headache…'

'Oh, really?'

'Yeah. Come and get it. I'll have some time.'

'Just give me a little time. I'll be there in… an hour, tops.'

'That's way too much.'

'I'll get there as fast as I can, okay?' she grumbles.

'Love you.'

'Love you, too.'

The bluenette turns to the white board. She has no clients left for today. She hops on the counter.

'Listen, Rachel. Max's coming over. She has a terrible hangover and I have to help her with her headache' she winks.

'I know that trick' she laughs 'What do you want me to do?'

'I have no clients left and if someone wants a piercing call for Victor or Sean, okay?'

'Sure. Bastard' she adds laughing 'It's kinda inappropriate, you know?'

'What?'

'Fucking your girlfriend at your workplace'

'You didn't complain when I fucked you in the Blackwell bathroom!' she grins.

'That was totally your idea!' she blushes 'I thought we'd get busted.'

'Pfft, you asked for it!'

'I… fuck you, Chloe!'

'Soon enough' she winks.

'Bitch' she laughs.

'Oooh, I'm sure enough you don't want me to tickle you!'

'Don't you dare, Chloe Price!' she's already on her feet, ready to escape.

'You just called me a bitch, I have to punish you somehow!'

'Don't – you – dare!' she presses the words as she's trying to walk past the tattooist.

'I'm gonna hunt you down' she grins.

'Don't! You! Dare!' she reaches for the door handle.

'Run, girl, run!'

The blond rushes out. The punk gets her skateboard. She knows already what trick she'll use. They tried it several times but it's a little bit dangerous. She steps out, looking at Rachel she hops on the board.

'Not the old trick!' the blond exclaims.

'Here I come!' she laughs, reaching her arms out.

'Fuck no! We'll fail, Chloe!'

'Ready?' she grins.

'Fuck it' she hisses as she tries to jump into the bluenette's arms.

Rachel was right. They failed. The skateboard rolls on without the girls, losing her balance Chloe's falling. She's already on her back, under Rachel. She's laughing hard.

'Fuck it, Chloe, are you okay?' she cups her face.

'Yeah, I'm fine. Can't believe I thought we could get it after all these months'

'Sure you're alright?' she checks her body.

'Yeah, and you?'

'I'm fine.'

'Help me get up, Rach.'

The blond jumps up and reaches her arm for the punk. She hisses as she pulls herself up.

'Okay. My wrist could be better.'

'Is it broken?'

'No' she smiles as she's already on her way back 'But we should do something about it.'

'We'll see. I'll tie it, okay?'

'I'll be fine.'

'Seriously' she's reaching for the first aid box, looking for some gauze.

'Sure' she sighs.

'Does it hurt?'

'It's been worse. My lockjaw was a million times worse'

'Very funny. I'm just gonna apply this gel, too, okay? It will ease your pain.'

'Sure.'

'Let me…'

'I'm lucky.'

'Meaning?' she's already applying the gel.

'It could be my left hand!'

'Can't you think anything else but having sex, you biatch?' she laughs.

'I remind you, I'm also a tattooist and I need my hand. Hello?'

'Sorry.' she sighs 'I'm trying to loosen up.'

'Stop trying so hard. We're okay' she smiles softly.

Rachel's already on the finishing touches when Max arrives.

'What happened to you?' she sighs.

'Fucked up a trick' she shrugs.

'Should I…'

'No! It's okay. I'm okay.' she cups her face 'How're you?' she kisses her cheek.

'Been better.' she snuggles.

'There you go.' she kisses the top of her head.

'I need medication, now.'

'Your headache?'

'Mhm' she nods.

'Come on' she smiles as she takes her hand and leads her to the private room.

She locks the door. The brunette wraps her arms around her as soon as she faces her.

'I missed you' she mumbles.

'Are you okay, Mad Max?'

'Hungover'

'I'm so sorry. But we need to be quick and quiet. Rachel covers us but Matt's gonna rip my head off if he finds out.'

'I'll try to be quiet. I promise' she leans for a kiss.

'You're so sweet' she whispers then kisses her softly 'I know it's not that romantic. But I'll be a sweetheart on Sunday, I promise. This week is fucking crazy.' she sighs as she gets under the brunette's shirt and caresses her back.

'It's okay' she smiles 'Why don't you' she leans towards her ear 'fuck me hard?'

'Because you're gonna be hella loud.'

'I don't care. I have something in my bag' she winks.

'Did you bring it? You sly dog! You totally knew my plan!'

'Fuck me. Now' she whispers.

'Okay, okay. You want it pretty bad' she struggles with the strap-on.

'Well' she lies on the tattoo bed 'Somebody better. Don't you want me?'

'Oh, baby. I always want you' she smiles as she gets rid of the brunette's jeans.

'But we still have it, right?' she wraps her arms around the bluenette's neck.

'What?'

'We're still into each other. We still have the spark, right?'

'It's not a spark. It's a fire!' she kisses her softly while she reaches between her legs.

'You're still into me?'

'Forever' she smiles.

'I'm…' she's cut off by a moan.

'Shut up' she penetrates 'We'll talk after this, okay?'

'Mhm' she closes her eyes 'Kiss me'

Chloe kisses her with passion. She knows that Matt and Darren could be back at any moment. She gropes the photographer's breast as she fastens her movements and gently kisses her neck. The brunette moans out loud.

'Shh, be quiet, Max.'

'I know, I know' she huffs 'I'm sorry. You're too good.' she scratches her back.

'Good. Wanna cum?'

Max nods. The punk fastens her movements while she tries to cover the photographer's mouth. Max's hands drift to the tattooist's shoulders as always. The bluenette bites her bottom lip in excitement. The brunette's back begin to arch. At the same time she reaches climax she reaches Chloe's shoulder and bite it hard to throttle her scream. The punk cries out. She kisses the brunette's forehead.

'You okay?'

'Mhm. You? Sorry for the bite'

'It actually hurts. It will leave a mark for sure'

'I'm so sorry!' she checks the mark.

'It's okay' she kisses her cheek 'We gotta get outta here, Max.'

'I know, I know. I'm on it.' she reaches for her panties.

'What did you wanna tell me, Max?'

'Huh?'

'You wanted to tell me something' she zips her pants.

'It's nothing' she grabs her bag.

'Tell me' she cups her face.

'Let's go out a little bit. Can we sit on the edge of the half-pipe? Please?'

'You find it romantic?'

'Yeah' she blushes a little bit.

'Okay' she takes her hand and leads her to the skate park.

'Chlo?' she lays her head on the punks shoulder.

'Hm?'

'I'm still a little… jealous' she blushes.

'Of Rachel?'

'You seem like… you're bonding again.'

'She was there for me when you left' she sighs 'I didn't mean to hurt you'

'You didn't. I trust you. But I don't trust her. Not yet. I can't.'

'She's with Darren now. She didn't even try, believe me.'

'I do. But if she did…'

'I'd turn her down. I love you, Max.'

'Sorry for being stupid.'

'It's okay' she kisses her forehead.

'But she's hot and sometimes I feel out of your league.'

'Haven't we talked about this?'

'But still. I don't want to lose you'

'You won't' she cups her face 'You're the world to me'

'You sentimental stupid punk!' she kisses her laughing.

'Can we go? How's your headache?'

'Gone. But how did you know it will work?'

'Orgasm produces endorphins. I read about it some time ago'

'Nerd'

'Who's talking?' she laughs as she takes her girlfriend's hand 'Let's go home before we hit the pub.

'I'm so not drinking tonight' she sighs as she stands up.

The punk laughs and walks back to the building. The men are back and they're waving goodbye. The evening goes smooth, too. Max got some amazing pictures. Now, all they have to do is hitting the concert tomorrow and most of the pictures will be taken.

So they meet in front of the concert hall on Saturday night. After taking the shots they're all ready to thrash. After the first band rocked out there's a break. Rachel is drunk and now she's wrapping her arms around Chloe.

'Take me to the bathroom, now' her slur is terrible.

'You're hella drunk' she's trying to push her away.

'No, seriously, take me to the bathroom before I start pissing right here.

'Fine' she sighs, looking at Darren 'Take care of her' she points at Max 'If she's get hurt I'm gonna rip your fucking head off!'

'Understood' the man nods grinning.

The bluenette takes Rachel's hand, dragging her through the crowd to reach the bathroom. She patiently waits for the blondie to finish. She hears giggling from the stall.

'You alright, Rach?'

'I fucking can't pull my jeans back on! Help me out here!' she laughs.

'Pull yourself together! You're a big girl, right?'

'Oh, come on, please!' she opens the door and desperately looks at Chloe.

'Fuck it.' she steps closer and helps the blondie 'There you go. Let's head back. You're fucking drunk.'

'Thanks, C!' she kisses her on the cheek then leans closer.

'Stop it already, you drunk slut!' she pushes her away 'Let's just head back to the others and never talk about this again.

'You're so fucking hot'

'Forget it' she grabs her hand 'We're heading back to the others' she grabs her through the crowd.

'You're so fucking cute!' she giggles 'Hey, let's grab a drink on our way back!'

'Guess you drank enough!'

'Aw, you're worried for me? You're such a sweetheart!'

'Cut it already, Rachel! You're with Darren, I'm with Max. That's it. It's not gonna happen, okay?'

'Oh, come on! Just once! One kiss cannot hurt, right?' she giggles.

'Stop it!' she yells at her.

'Okay, fine' she puffs.

The tattooist hands the drunken girl over Darren.

'You took so long! What did you do in the bathroom?' Matt grins then brushes off his face. He forgot for a moment they used to be a couple.

'Pft, we totally fucked!' the blond giggles.

'Don't lie!' the bluenette grumbles 'There was a crowd'

'Really?' the brunette raises an eyebrow.

'What did you expect?'

'Sorry' she sighs 'I really am sorry.'

'It's okay' she kisses her 'Let's wrap up this party, okay?'

'Already? We listened to one band only' Darren looks disappointed.

'Guess I'm not a party animal tonight.' Chloe shrugs.

'Oh come on, stay!' Rachel wraps her arms around her neck 'I have such a blast!'

'Oh yeah, I can see that' she tries to push her away.

'Don't be a killjoy, we're all having a great time here!'

'One more band' Max smiles.

'Okay, fine' she sighs 'One more band then I wanna go home and sleep until Monday!'

The blond's in her boyfriend's arms now, kissing wildly.

'What's gotten into you?' Max leans to her ear.

'I'm so tired. I don't feel this party. This week was crazy. One more band and we're going, okay?'

'Okay' she kisses her cheek.

'But you're having fun, right?'

'Are you kidding me? I have a blast! It's so cool! Your friends are great! I love them all!'

'I hope you love me most'

'You're such a dork!' she laughs and kisses her.

'I'll stay for you' their forehead meet.

Somehow they get through the night. It's four in the morning by the time they get home. They're both exhausted and decide to sleep Sunday away.