Her other roommates have yet to return. She shares her three room apartment with Jessica and Ashely and those two are ridiculously great roommates. The toilet paper is always changed after it's used up and so is the soap and detergent. The garbage is never full and their shared fridge always has food. If the three of them weren't chilling together for dinners it would be like they weren't even here.

Beca is secure in her room under her blanket fort. She has her laptop overheating on her bare legs and a message tabbed open for Luisa. The cursor blinks at her after the simple 'Hey' she has typed. She has spent better part of her day lazing around skimming through all of the photos posted up. It was enlightening to see some taken back in Luisa's high school years. It seems that while the Kommissar was decked out in harsh designer blacks, Luisa spent her off times in a little more ease. There's smiles that have no fangs or jeer when she's with her friends and there's softness in the captured stills that Beca wished she could've witnessed firsthand. Being an online stalker has only made her want to befriend Luisa even more but she can't quite reach out.

All she has to do is hit the 'enter' key and she'll have willingly chosen to start a conversation like an adult. She can't do it though. She can't get up the nerve. It's barely four PM but what's a better time to do her mountain of dishes than the present?

She takes her laptop in one hand and a load of plates and bowls even the most overworked busboy would've been impressed with and chauffeured it to the kitchen island.

She clicks open Youtube and runs through a music list from HAIM, the upbeat reminiscent tune seemed perfect for dull chores. She's singing along to "Don't Save Me" when she hears rustling behind her.

She nearly jumps out of skin when she sees Jessica tapping at her computer. "I need to put some bells on you, when did you get back?"

Jess shrugs and puts her hand at the lip of the laptop's lid, she has a terribly devious expression on her face and even before Beca has gone to look she knows that her message with Luisa has been started.

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(Hey

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\/ Seen Sun 4:22pm

That's twice now, twice her fellow Bellas have just gone off and did the whole communication thing for her and damn it does she wish they'll respect her privacy. Sure she knows that Aubrey means well but what could Jessica be thinking? Well Jessica has always been the nosiest and a bit of a busy body, always having a text of advice to send and a smug look to boot while Ashley, while being as inquisitive as her best friend was more willing to let whoever experience whatever it was that troubled them and was more likely to be a helping hand when asked for it.

Seriously though, Beca is pissed off, if they think that she'll be making dinner tonight they've got another thing coming. She might not be the best cook but them not having to make the meal is still time saved to loaf around or do literally anything else, but if they think that she'll be leaving her room anytime soon then they are oh so very-

Hello, I hope you're not feeling last night's effect.)

Beca doesn't recall any great incident though she did notice a rather ghastly bruise growing along her hip while she was showering.

(Yeap i guess things got pretty rowdy last night huh

Luisa seemed to be using perfect punctuation, there's no reason Beca couldn't try though she's never been one to use proper periods, commas or whatever in her text or FB messages. Sometimes her friends just had to guess her tone in lines of 'meeting at the gym' and seeing it as an invitation on her part and not a command.

(Yeah, I guess things got pretty rowdy last night, huh?

Are there too many commas there? Being an adult is hard.

Do you remember what happened?)

Gah, she hopes it's nothing embarrassing. Should she admit she kinda blacked out after the Bellas finished their synchronized dance number?

(I remember, but just for funsy, what do you remember?

Who uses the word 'funsy'? Apparently her? Smooth, real smooth. She's like an ice rink.

I learnt that the little mouse really was quite little in my arms and that you're a friendly drunk. )

…)

Sorry, had to look up the phrase, snuggly I believe would be the appropriate term. ;3)

Had they reached the point where they could teasingly use emojis and emoticons. She crosses her legs to stop herself from fidgeting.

(Oh shit what the hell did i do to you what happened was it embarrassing did we win at least

There goes her try at good punctuation. Come on, she could do better than that, it's not instant face to face communication, she really needs to learn to edit.

Hahaha :'D, yes I believe if there were winners in such competitions, the Bellas received the loudest cheer from the crowd)

(Awesome, hey, you really have to tell me what happened and what do you mean in your arms?

Beca's sticking with her promise to never drink again, what in the world did she get herself into, or onto.

I shouldn't poke fun at you anymore, I think your group wase very much out of balance and you tried to save one of your friends from falling and ended up on the bottom of a "Barden Bellas Buildup" as your friend Amy called it.)

(Oh god, I'm sorry you had to help us all out!

It was no trouble; all of DSM was there and more than willing. I think some of the Machines went home with a Bella. Couldn't say I was one of the lucky ones. ;_;)

Was Luisa flirting with her? This was blatant flirting right? Though Beca has always refused to think too deeply in any kind of advance since if she was wrong then it'll just be excruciatingly awkward for both parties so unless Luisa went out right and said she was interested, Beca was just going to assume this was friendly teasing.

(Anyone that got to go home with you would've been the lucky one

Yeah, no, that's not appropriate.

(Thanks for carrying me, _; sorry if I got all handsy

It was no trouble, you were more of a nuzzler 3)

Beca was resisting the urge to just smash all the keys in a string of incoherent asjfdk;asdjfk;lasdjfk;asdjfk;; since she wasn't quite sure how to process this new information. Also, why the hell did she have to be completely out of it when she got to chance to finally touch the Kommissar? She better switch topics.

(What were the DSM doing over here anyways?

Other than wanting to collaborate with Emily we've have several other clients interested in us and there's discussion of a signing for a certain movie franchise.)

…)

Everything else we've shared on our official page to garner a buzz but the movie set up is all very secretive at the moment and in the planning phases, I hope you can keep this confidential.)

(Yes I can, I can keep things hush hush, you don't have to worry.

She's never even thought in the terms 'hush hush' in her life before now. All the tacky terms were escaping her like bugs from a fire. Who the hell was she and what is happening to her.

Alright, you have my trust.)

(You have mine too.

Shit. She really really has to work on her editing.

…

Emily is chipper as a bag of rainbows sprinkles come Monday morning while Beca is still nursing a fierce headache. The girl had been comatose all the way deep into Sunday night and had slept off the entirety of her Saturday night binge. She's looking fresh as a daisy and finishing up some last minute prep before driving off for the rest of her tour. Beca isn't needed for the remainder of events but will be here at the studio for technical support if any of the music equipment or people fell through.

"So how's talking to Luisa?" Emily is leaning onto Beca's messy desk, arms under her chin, all pitch and perfect as Beca chokes on air after the question.

"How'd you know I had been talking to Luisa?" They've had several longer conversations now, stemming from something safe like their work and then moving to more everyday ease. There's none of the snarkiness or snip of competition making their conversations awkward and the keyboard prevents Becca from swarming Luisa with praise. Luisa was surprisingly candid and a calming presence to converse with about nothing and everything. Beca had unexpectedly delved into her childhood and instead of critiquing her admittance of broken relationship views like Jesse often did, Luisa had only understanding. She felt rather enamoured with how eloquent and insightful Luisa was and kept continually wondering when Luisa would lose interest at humouring Beca's attempts at socialization.

"Oh, I already thought everyone knew." Emily darts her eyes left and right for the other Bellas to confirm but no one is in the room with them so…

Beca is caught, deer in headlights and feeling the approaching semi trunk, all of a sudden feeling put out by Emily's careless remark.

"Well, umm, I'm off for my tour," Emily rushes to give Beca a parting hug, it's all limbs and then an awkward curtsey when the younger woman caught a glance of Beca's offended expression, "hahaha, don't check our WhatApps convo, okay? Okay bye!"

Before Beca can even open up the App her boss barges in and knocks on her open door. "Hey, you're on the clock right, none of that flirting on your Apps or texting."

He holds up a hand when Beca tries to plead her innocent, "Reggie, don't be fraternizing unless it's for work."

He moves out of the room in similar fashion, a whirlwind and he's gone to the second floor studio. Her name is a running joke between them, he has worked hard to remember her name being Beca, not Rebeca or Reggie but when he's teasing her he likes to drop 'Reggie' though she's starting to doubt the new interns actually have a clue what her real name is.

Was everyone in her life suddenly privy to her private relationships? Private relationships with friends, new friends, really glamorous but still friendly friends.

She boots up her computer and enters her Facebook, clicking open the tab of messages she has going on with Luisa.

-a few seconds ago-

(Hey, think I could have your email?

Of course, though why do you need it? Is one way not enough for you to reach me, little mouse? ;) )

Beca bounces her knee and grins; she shouldn't feel so charmed by this particular nickname.

(It's for Residual Heat correspondences if DSM is still interested in collaborating with Emily :d.

She feels incredibly silly for actually using that emoticon. Who even does that? What does a ":d" even supposed to signify? She should've just used ":P" but then it'll seem even more unprofessional. Uruhg, why was she stressing over faces she can make out of colons and letters.

…)

Well if it's for work, its LLKommissar , was I distracting you enough to have your boss reprimand you?)

(Of course not, I can promise you that I'm very professional when I'm at work working.

Beca, I'm not questioning your work ethics, I'm only teasing, is that alright with you?)

Beca had typed out, 'alright with the teasing? Who wouldn't be if it's you?' but quickly backspaced it like she was trying to give the key a bruise. Thank god for modern technology.

Beca?)

Oh shit, she'd just left Luisa hanging.

(Yeah, it's cool, it's what friends do.

Yes, I'm looking forward in getting to be your friend, a sorely missed opportunity all those years ago.)

(We'll just have to make up for lost time then! ;D

…)

…)

If I were interested in being more than just friends do you think it's too presumptuous to ask you out on a date?)

(NOT AT ALL THE ANSWER IS YES TO THAT DATE.

Beca does a repeat of before and erases the letters with force. Oh. What. The. Fuck. Luisa was actually interested in her? In that way? Why in the world and how in the world did she manage to charm such a flawless person. This was the thing she was waiting for, that explicit declaration of interest.

Oh shit, she's dating Jesse right now. How was she supposed to handle this delicately?

(I would love to but it have to be next weekend since my boyfriend and I are schedule to meet up, is that okay?

What did she just do?! Did she just bring up Jesse and then still agree to a date?! Well at least she doesn't have to worry about going out to an actual date this weekend. Jesse and her were supposed to meet every weekend to skype but they were both adults with adult jobs their get togethers were often dismissed for much needed sleep or other outings by Jesse. Come to think of it when was the last time she had even texted or spoken to Jesse? He was still her friend outside of being a boyfriend…

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\/ Seen Mon 9:38am

Beca spends the rest of her morning neurotically checking back to her tab message with Luisa. The other woman is no longer shown as being signed on and there's no new replied.

She was a deer in headlights with Emily but now she's definitely roadkill.

She has fucked this up entirely.