After the second Del Mar performance, the actors had been asked to stay behind for something, so Elsa had gone back to the hotel ahead of Anna. She was sitting around in the reception area, watching Oaken and Marshmallow discuss something unimportant, as they always did. This time she was more interested in it, though. She had no idea why, but for some reason, there wasn't anything else distracting her mind. This time they were discussing the advantages of getting a PlayStation 4 over an XBOX One when they moved in together. "Why don't you just get one of each?" Elsa broke in when their conversation had went in circles enough times. The two large men stared at her dumbfounded for a few seconds before turning their heads to each other. Marshmallow mumbled something about her being right, and Oaken nodded before agreeing and mentioning that they'd certainly have enough money for them after the tour. They then fell silent for a few minutes, not even thanking Elsa. It was okay, though, she didn't know anything about the subject anyway, but it seemed logical to get both.
A few hours later, the actors came back to the hotel. Anna and Hans had their arms hooked around each other, and as they walked past Elsa, the redhead shot her an apologetic glance. Elsa just glared at Hans. The two went to the other side of the lounge and sat down in a position Elsa could only describe as sickening. "I'm gonna go to bed," she told the two men she had been hanging out with for the evening and got on her feet. They bid her goodnight and smiled as she left.
Once inside the room, Elsa locked the door and dropped down on her bed, plunging like a rock.
Finally alone for the first time in two days.
Elsa felt exhausted. Both physically and mentally. The last two days had been hard on her because the backstage work felt a lot harder for some reason, and at the same time, this whole thing that was going on with Anna and Hans was sucking her dry, toying with her emotions in a way that she hadn't thought possible before. She closed her eyes and exhaled, letting a sensation of complete calm fall over her as she emptied her head of thoughts. Only a few minutes passed as she lay there, completely relaxed before she fell asleep.
Anna felt her heart sink as she heard the low click of the lock on the door to her and Elsa's hotel room. She was sitting on a couch in the back end of the lounge beside Hans, her legs slung over him and smiled at him, as she had been taught to as he droned on with another story about something he did once and was proud of. He always did that, and Anna had stopped listening a long time ago. She still nodded and smiled at times that seemed appropriate, like when he looked to her, or when he said something like "Don't you think?". The art of conversing with Hans was surprisingly simple, and she attributed that to how self-absorbed the guy was.
The entire evening, nothing other than Elsa had been in her head. It was a good feeling, but the distraction had gotten frustrating during their performance, and Elsa had apparently taken some of her anger out on Hans, because he never seemed to be able to find the right costume at the right point. What a coincidence. Anna had only started noticing Elsa about three months ago when the slightly younger girl had been on closing duty at the theater. She had seen the blonde girl around before, but not really paid attention to her as she was just another stage hand. That night Anna had asked if Elsa's hair color was natural or not, receiving only a goofy grin and a nod, which hadn't really felt right in the situation. When she had asked the blonde if she was alright, she just got kicked out, which was really weird, but it felt good that someone else was taking charge for once.
A couple more weeks had passed and Elsa had begun taking up a little more of her thoughts every day. You could call it a bit of an infatuation, she had told herself. Elsa was the kind of girl she always got attracted to. Silent, frail, small, gorgeous. But there was something more about this one, and she had been determined to find out what that was. But then -
She got distracted from her thoughts as Hans leaned in with a lude smile and a wink. Anna shivered. Get away from me, you creep, she thought but leaned in and gave the man a small kiss on the lips, just as he had been asking. He then returned to babbling about how awesome he thought himself to be. Just like now, Hans had gotten in the way of her plans back when she started liking Elsa.
This all started when Hans started working at the theater, cast in the role of the main lead in their current play specifically and brought in from another theater. God, why did I have to be impulsive and go with him that night? she asked herself and felt sadness creep up on her. Never having liked sadness, she started to get up as she wanted to get away from Hans.
- "Where ya going babe?" Hans asked and took hold of her wrist hard enough that Anna could take the hint. He didn't want her to leave just yet. He looked at her in a scary way, too.
- "I've got a bit of a headache, Hans. I'm going to bed, alright?" she answered, giving him a weak smile and squeezing his hand, playing her part perfectly. Hans wouldn't suspect a thing.
- "Alright, but give me a kiss first," he continued, not letting his grip loosen. He pulled her closer and forced her to sit in his lap. Anna managed to keep a disgusted grimace away from her face as she followed the man's lead. He put a hand behind her neck and placed her right hand on his own hip before placing his remaining hand on her butt. She was just about to resist and spit in his face, but she restrained herself and once again followed his lead as he pulled her face closer to his.
Anna did what she could to make the kiss feel as passionate to Hans as he obviously tried. She went for a slow approach, not wanting to give him too much of herself. However, it was obvious that Hans had other plans, as he forced his tongue inside her mouth, and she almost threw up right then and there. She felt something stir in Hans' lap, and as suddenly as he had thrust his tongue into her mouth, she bit down on his lower lip, causing to pull away quickly as a knee-jerk reaction. "Bitch, don't you bite me," he growled at her, and Anna could almost feel the anger in his eyes burn through her.
- "You know I don't like the tongue thing," she lied and felt a short burst of happiness inside her as she remembered her kiss with Elsa in the restaurant bathroom. She didn't let it show, though and started to slip off as she shot him an apologetic glance. He didn't stop her this time. "Sleep tight," she said as she waved and walked backwards towards her and Elsa's hotel room.
- "Yeah, night," Hans said, not even looking in her direction as he felt up his lip, clearly wanting to make sure nothing had happened to it.
Serves you right if I bit a hole in you, fucker.
She turned around and looked at the door, walking towards it as she fiddled for the key card in her purse. It took a few seconds for her to fish it out, and she immediately stuck it in the door. It went 'beep' and the light above the door handle switched to green for a second before it allowed her to open the door, and she stepped inside.
The room was completely dark, and the only sounds that could be heard were those of people chatting in the halls, as well as someone snoring slightly inside. Anna didn't dare turn on the light, afraid to wake up the sleeping Elsa. But she needed some light to see, so she opened the bathroom door and turned on the light in there, casting a soft light into the main hotel room. In the soft light, she could easily spot Elsa's figure on the far bed, fully dressed and not fully on the bed. Elsa's upper body was on the bed, but her legs weren't on the it, almost as if she had been sitting on the edge and fell over backwards as she fell asleep. Anna went to sit down on the edge of her own bed, admiring the blonde's figure as she slept. She was gorgeous. Her blonde hair, always tied up in that thick braid was messy, her shirt had ridden up a bit, exposing some of that flawless, pale skin underneath. Her jeans clung to her calves, showing off the shape of her lower legs in a way that made Anna's head spin. It was not just Elsa's looks that got Anna going, though. She couldn't put her finger on it, but there was something about Elsa as a person that made her gravitate toward the younger stage hand.
After admiring the sleeping blonde for a few minutes, Anna got up from her position on her own bed and moved toward Elsa, kneeling beside her and put a hand on her knee, pushing the leg back and forth while whispering "Elsa, wake up, you have to actually go to bed." She smiled as the blonde opened her eyes.
Elsa's sleep had been like almost every other sleep she had. Undisturbed and without any dreams she could remember. This one felt a bit short, though, and she was just about to think she was still sleeping, as she heard a beautiful voice speak her name. "Elsa? Elsa, wake up," the voice spoke softly. She opened her eyes, and her gaze was met by those wonderful turquoise eyes and the edges of her still blurry vision filled with tones of red as Anna's face swam into focus. She smiled, and Elsa smiled back. "Hi," the redhead said. "It's late, you need to get properly onto your bed." Elsa nodded and sat up, yawning as she stretched. They undressed, and Elsa got into her pyjamas, Anna sleeping in just her panties, and then they went to bed.
"Goodnight beautiful," Anna said and laid down, facing toward Elsa. The blonde did nothing but smile back and giggle a little as she closed her eyes and turned away. She'd always slept better if she fell asleep on her left side, so she unfortunately had to turn away from Anna.