Author's note: Hi. :) Hope you are all doing well! Wanted to get this done for the sleepover and to keep you all from waiting. Should have more soon-may not to read the one after this in public. ;) Hugs!

A quiet Friday night of doing homework was all Anna really needed to complete her few days of relaxation. She had a ton of reading to catch up on that she had been slacking on, plus some paperwork to finish for Zeta Kappa, on Saturday before the football game started at 8 p.m. The weather wasn't too bad, so she didn't feel too guilty about going to the game right after she had been sick. A big group of girls had gone over, all in their jerseys and face paint, and Anna was happily swept up in the rush of the crowd.

Ohio State was absolutely thrashing Penn State in the first two quarters. It was good, and the home crowd was in a frenzy. Sure, they were up on a conference rival, but did it have to be 42-0 heading into halftime?

After the marching band performed yet another fantastic halftime show, Anna left her sisters and followed a crush of people to the bathrooms.

Are you guys watching? she texted Elsa while waiting for a stall.

Haha we were, but the boys weren't paying any attention. And I stopped paying attention halfway through this quarter. We are just drinking now and playing Mario Party :) Good relaxation after working all day.

Anna smiled, imagining the four roommates tipsily fighting one another for video game dominance. Have fun, she texted. See you tomorrow? They had made plans for brunch and a study date in the library, since both of them had a busy weekend and week ahead.

Yeah :)

Anna was washing her hands when she heard a snort behind her.

"I thought you sorority bitches travel in packs?"

She looked in the mirror to see sneering, bright red lips, dark hair, and waaaay too much purple eyeshadow.

"Hi, Mal," she said guardedly. The girl smirked. Anna didn't know her full name-something foreign-sounding. Mal suited her, since the word meant "evil" or something like it in a few different languages.

A curvaceous blonde stepped out of one of the other stalls, roughly shoving a freshman who was walking by. "Move it, kid. Oh! Fancy seeing you here, Johnson. I thought they told your girls to stay in the house because you violated whatever standards sororities have." This girl, Ursula, smirked at Anna unpleasantly. Anna just smiled thinly.

"Come on, you two." said a shrill voice, and a girl in a fur coat and high heels clacked her way in. Her dark hair had a weird blonde streak on one side. She took a look at Anna and turned up a pointed nose, puffing on a cigarette that was definitely illegal in the stadium.

"Johnson. How's your token black girl doing?" asked Mal with a smirk and her friends laughed.

Anna scowled. "Really?"

"Hey, I know you sororities have to pretend to be diverse so no one calls you out for racism. What, you have like one black girl and a few other minorities?"

"I don't keep track," Anna said airily. "We look for character, not skin tone."

"And money, I bet," sneered Mal. "Anyhow. How's Taquisha?"

"It's Tiana."

"Whatever."

"She's fine. Why do you care?"

Mal shrugged as the other two smirked. Another girl walked in, took one look at the tense atmosphere, and walked right back out.

"Shame about those fraternity parties, huh?" Ursula drawled. "And about your friend. Heard a bunch of the guys were trying to drug their way into girls' pants. Or other guys' pants. I mean, I don't know what goes on at those. We don't get invited to the rich kids' club."

"Oh, Cruella over here could probably come to the 'rich kids' club,'" Anna said, rising to the bait. "That fur coat alone would probably pay for my rent for a year. Besides, I'm sure you all find your way in to the parties if you feel the need to."

"Why would we want to go to frat boys' shitty parties?" came the reply from Mal.

"I don't know, weren't some of your...people...out and about last weekend? Enjoying the drinks? Helping people enjoy the drinks? Getting involved with the festivities?" asked the strawberry blonde nonchalantly, leaning on the sink with her arms folded.

Mal's lip curled. "Where are you getting your information from?"

Anna bit back a curt reply. Be cool, An. "Oh, come on. I'm sure you think of me as a huge gossip or something since I am a sorority president."

"What's the gossip?" asked Ursula darkly.

"I'll let your imaginations get the best of you." Anna picked a piece of hair off of her bright red jersey, trying not to let her ire get to her. "Now, if you'll excuse me." She pushed off the sink and brushed past Cruella before any of them could respond.

"Wait!" came a bark behind her, and Anna made it to the stairs back up to her seat before Mal had a hand on her shoulder.

"I don't know what the fuck you think you know-" she started, but Anna whipped around and brushed her off.

"I know more than you give me credit for," hissed Anna, her patience thin, her grip tight on the handrail. "And so do the rest of us. I don't know who decided to dump you or who pissed you all off, but you need to be a little smarter about the ways you are trying to undermine the lot of us. Pranks and letting the air out of tires, that's all stupid, petty shit. But if you and your crew had anything to do with all the people getting drugged that weekend, I swear to God, I-" she snapped her jaw shut. "Watch yourself. I'll be watching your ass in court soon enough if anything turns up."

And with that, she marched back into the stands and sat with her sisters.

She leaned down to give Tiana a squeeze before settling back in to watch the game.

A president's duties were never done.

They left early to get ready for their Halloween outing-Anna, of course, stayed coherent enough to be in crisis management mode just in case someone got too drunk.

But they were all home safely by 3 a.m.

The next morning, she woke and threw on jeans and a dark green sweater for brunch with Elsa, braving a short walk in the late October air over to the junior's house. Elsa said she could drive, but was running late that morning so Anna just decided to meet her there.

Olaf, in a blue thermal and some sweatpants, opened the door.

"Hey, Anna!" he said brightly, pulling her into a hug. "Come on in." He skidded in his socks over to the stairs. "Hey, El! Anna's here! Get your ass down here!"

Kristoff and Hans were stretching on the living room floor, looking sleepy and dressed in workout clothes. They both waved. Anna suppressed a grin. None of the guys had shaved, and they looked like a raggedy, hungover mess.

"You guys have lacrosse today?"

"Nah," said Kristoff. "We weightlift during the week, but we'll start having team get-togethers and unofficial practices soon." He scratched his stubbly chin. "We need to run off a bit of this alcohol from last night, though."

"Elsa probably is needing to run, too," Hans laughed. Anna heard a door shut upstairs, and turned to see Elsa slumping down the stairs, her hair in a loose ponytail, in tapered track pants and a blue fleece jacket. When Elsa's eyes caught Anna's, the blonde straightened, blushed, and gave a little wave.

"Good morning, sleeping princess," teased Olaf as the boys headed out the door.

Anna studied Elsa with a smile as the taller woman stuffed some books in her messenger bag.

"Rough night?" she called teasingly as the blonde shuffled her way over.

"Yeah, yeah," Elsa huffed, sliding into Anna's outstretched arms. Anna smiled, nuzzling closer to the soft skin and the nice scent of facial soap. They pulled apart slowly, giving Anna the opportunity to bring her lips to Elsa's.

"Good moooorning," she said teasingly, arms still around Elsa's middle.

"Hiiii," said Elsa huskily, pulling her in for another kiss. The fluttering in Anna's stomach was reaching critical mass. She parted her lips, pulling the blonde closer as Elsa slid her hands slowly down over the shorter woman's back.

They broke apart after a minute, Anna's breath coming in quick bursts as she looked up into tired blue eyes-eyes that were warm, looking into hers with affection.

"Ready to go?" she asked quietly.

"You mind driving? I've got a killer headache."

"Sure." Elsa handed over the keys, and they headed off to breakfast.

The blonde perked up a bit after some coffee and a few glasses of ice water at the little brunch spot they chose, and they were both laughing by the time they reached the library.

OSU's Thompson Library was gigantic, with 11 floors of books, archives, and plenty of study space. Elsa and Anna navigated their way to an open table. Elsa pulled her brown rectangular reading glasses out of her bag, and Anna all but swooned when the blonde put them on.

"Those are cute," she said.

Elsa blushed a bit.

"What kind of stuff do you have to do?" Anna asked. Elsa grunted.

"Bunch of damn reading. You?"

"About the same. Working on some mock lesson plans for the ed department."

"God, it's always hot in here," yawned Elsa, shrugging off her fleece. She had a lacrosse t-shirt on underneath.

Doing homework was a drag, but it wasn't quite as bad with this particular study buddy. Just being around Elsa made Anna more cheerful. They were across from one another, legs barely touching under the table-and a bag of chocolate-covered pretzels (Anna's) there for sustenance.

They left several hours later, since Anna had to get ready for her chapter meeting, and parted after saying a long goodbye in the front seat of Elsa's car.

Anna sighed as she stepped into the house, lips tingling. This was gonna be a long week. Friday and the Halloween party at Elsa's could not come soon enough.

Friday was upon Elsa before she even knew it, after a whirlwind of work and classes and barely having time to see Anna.

It was a funny thing, whatever her and Anna had-both of them were busy during the week, but squeezing time in to see one another had become of the utmost importance.

She liked it. And she really liked Anna.

Hopefully, Anna likes women in business suits, she thought with a smirk as she adjusted her costume in the mirror. She had her hair swept up in a bun, bangs framing the side of her face, and was in a navy business suit with a white blouse underneath. She had a little American flag sticking out of her pocket.

The character she was playing, Leslie Knope, was an enthusiastic government employee with a love of waffles, projects, and Joe Biden.

She smirked at herself in the mirror. Not bad.

Olaf bounced in, wearing a gray suit, his hair combed down and a hilariously orange shade of spray tan covering his skin.

"Elsa!" he said excitedly. "You look great! Literally the best costume." Olaf's character was peppy, perky, enthusiastic, a lover of exercise and of complimenting people. It was perfect for him.

"You look good too, dude," she said with a wink as they headed downstairs.

Olaf had bought some pumpkin lights and Halloween decorations for the house. There was punch, a huge bowl of candy, and various other snacks-including microwaved mini-waffles, just for the sake of Elsa's waffle-loving character.

Kristoff was in an old t-shirt and jeans, with a scruffy beard and his guitar around his neck. He walked around, strumming it and singing to Sven.

"That's a perfect character for you," Elsa said with a laugh. Kristoff gave her a thumbs up.

Hans came down after them, with a bushy mustache and a scowl on his handsome face. He was in a long-sleeved polo and had it tucked into a pair of khakis.

"Where's the bacon?" he grunted.

It was perfect.

Most of the people at the party were lacrosse players, some mutual friends from classes. Elsa didn't have too many buddies, though she had invited some friends from the sociology department.

Of course, she was really looking forward to seeing Anna.

She idly wondered, as she glanced over at the TV playing "Parks and Recreation" episodes in the background, what Anna would show up as? Would she fit in with their "Parks and Rec" theme? There weren't really any redheaded characters in the show. Would she show up in her pop star costume? Or would she come as something totally different?

She had seen all sorts of costumes the past few weekends. A bunch of people went as Miley Cyrus and Robin Thicke after the whole VMAs "incident." There were other celebs, there were politicians, there were TV characters…

She helped herself to punch, waiting for Anna to show up.

No sooner had she checked her phone than she felt arms around her middle.

"You come here often?" came Anna's joking voice.

Elsa turned, smiling, and then busted out laughing. Anna had a headband on with a yellow foam block on top, and a tan t-shirt with square holes cut out. She was in jeans and boat shoes.

"Are you-?"

"I'm a waffle!" Anna exclaimed brightly.

Elsa's grin stretched from ear to ear. "You are, without a doubt, the cutest waffle I have ever seen."

"How many cute waffles have you seen?" Anna asked, eyes sparkling as she continued to hug Elsa around the middle.

"I don't know, but you're probably the cutest."

In Elsa's mind, the party had now just begun. Her roommates were fascinated with American Halloween traditions, so they had scary music playing and Kristoff was trying to get people to bob for apples.

"Did you guys have trick-or-treaters last night?" asked Anna, letting go of Elsa to get a drink. They leaned against the island in the kitchen, observing the partygoers dance and play flip cup.

"I think so! I was busy, but you can bet the boys were handing out candy. They love Halloween."

"You look really cute," said Anna with a smile, and Elsa blushed, her chest fluttering.

"So do you. I mean, really, your butter headband aside."

"Shut it," Anna said demurely, sipping her drink. Elsa slipped an arm around her waist.

"I'm glad you came," said the blonde. "I...well, I missed you this week."

Anna rested her head on Elsa's shoulder. "I missed you too, Elsa."

They stood in a comfortable silence for a while before Olaf and Kristoff challenged them to be on a flip cup team.

As they prepared for battle, Elsa couldn't help but admire Anna-the fire in her eyes as she shook hands with a few of the guys on the lacrosse team, their teammates for this round. And, even in a cutout waffle shirt with a tank top underneath, she looked...

She looked beautiful.

Chugging beer. High-fiving the lacrosse players. Swearing. Winking at Elsa.

She was beautiful.

Elsa almost missed her turn because she was busy staring.

After a few games, the boys turned their attention to another game and Elsa turned her attention to Anna, who was looking at the tv.

"I love this episode!" she exclaimed, bouncing over to the couch. Rolling her head back, she shot a grin at Elsa. "Join me?"

Damn, she was cute. Elsa sat next to her and smiled as Anna immediately leaned into her side.

"Do your roommates know?" she asked after a minute.

"Mmm?"

"Do your roommates know about...I mean...?"

"That we're...?"

"Yeah," said Anna with a small smile. "That we're..."

"I think so," said Elsa, softly. "But that doesn't matter, what matters is that you're here and you dressed in a waffle costume to match me."

"Well, there's no way I can match how good you look in some silly-" but Elsa cut her off with a quick kiss, bold even though there were people all around, tasting the chocolate that Anna was eating and then tasting the beer.

"You look great."

"Stop that," said the strawberry blonde, even as her eyes sparkled. She took one of Elsa's hands in her own, drew patterns on the pale skin with her thumbs. The blonde had tunnel vision now, focused only on Anna, on those freckles, on that sensation that was familiar by now, always starting in her chest and rapidly swooping downward. Her free hand drifted into Anna's lap as the aquamarine eyes bored into her own.

"Need anything else to drink?" Elsa asked throatily. Anna slowly moved one hand up the arm of the blonde's navy business suit and tucked a lock of hair behind a pale ear.

"Nah, I'm fine," she said softly, her eyes still on Elsa's. "You need anything?"

"I'm set," replied the blonde, running a thumb over the seam in Anna's jeans. The gaze was intense, the haze of the alcohol just barely starting to make itself present in Elsa's mind. Her mind was racing, a pounding feeling evident in her chest and between her legs.

Anna leaned in, sliding both arms now to meet behind Elsa's neck.

"A bit loud down here, don't you think?"

It was a good thing they were sitting down, because Anna's voice, usually so bright and happy, had taken a much more seductive tone.

But she wasn't finished talking. "A bit loud...not private enough. You know?" she said softly, warm breath tickling the taller girl's ear. Elsa couldn't help but suppress a shiver. Her hand was starting to sweat. Anna reached down, moving Elsa's hand further up her leg, and brushed her lips over the taller girl's jawbone.

"Anna," said Elsa softly, her breath catching. "You-are you...?"

But Anna didn't answer, choosing instead to scoot even closer to Elsa and slide her head back so their foreheads touched. Elsa leaned forward, but the younger woman pulled back a bit, a teasing smile on her face. Elsa all but growled with frustration, wetness pooling beneath her legs. Anna was smirking now.

"Are you suggesting we go upstairs?" asked Elsa, a firm grip on the fabric of Anna's jeans.

"Maybe," said the strawberry blonde breathily. "Any objection?"

"Absolutely not," said the blonde, rising, taking to the stairs swiftly, her chest swelling with anticipation.