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Witfit prompt: Material


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About a month later...

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"So things are going quite well, I presume?" Rose teases as she bats her lashes dramatically.

I sigh. "They're going as good as I could hope to expect at this point, if that makes sense." I sit on her couch while Em plays on the Xbox on the opposite end.

"Dude, I wouldn't worry. B's been gah gah over you for years and taken your shit for years. Just give her a chance to deal with her own shit for a while. She loves you."

"Oooh, babe, look at you being all philosophical," Rose coos as she sits between us, snuggling against him while the sound of punches and grunts from Street Fighter fill the air.

"Nah. It's not that complicated, people. Edward and Bella have always been like magnets, you know? Even in school. This dick over here was just too busy getting it wet to notice," he replies, his arm reaching behind my sister and shoving me. Amazing how he never takes his eyes off the screen.

"Speaking of. I saw Lauren today at the Starbucks next to work yesterday. Bitch came right up to me and asked me about you. Like, the audacity. I hate her. She knows this." Rose rolls her eyes while sipping her glass of wine.

I groan. "She's called me a few times."

Rose glares at me.

"Please. gimme some credit, Sis. I ignored the calls. And the texts. All ten of them," I say, absentmindedly rubbing the material on one of the cushions.

"Fucking ten? Well, that's just perfect because I told her to fuck off and I also told her you were finally with the person you were supposed to be with," Rose says smugly, wiggling her eyebrows.

"You didn't."

"I did, and it felt fucking great."

"Yeah! That's my girl!" Em finishes his game right before tackling her like an animal.

I'm actually kind of proud of Rose. She's always got my back.

"Well, I told her a while back I wanted nothing more to do with her. She doesn't get it."

"Ha! Well, she will now. She won't mess with you anymore. I promise."

"Rose..." I say in a warning tone.

"What? I wasn't rude... much," she confesses before erupting in loud laughter.

After a while longer, I say my goodbyes and head home.

I feel like calling my Angelgirl.

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A/N: Sorry it took me this long to update. Had a few days of just pure exhaustion, and seeing as my only time to really write is at night or when I free time at work (which lately is never), I've pretty much passed the hell out at night. But, at least this is something.

I have a fic rec, if you're interested:

To Have and To Hold by Shahula: I love this one. I actually found out about it after watching "Something Borrowed on cable the other day, and mentioned on Twitter how I would love someone to fic the hell out of it. And lo and behold, my girl Shahula told me she had one that was loosely based on it :) There are similar elements, but it's really a different story. I honestly think it's awesome. Give it a shot!