Can I Crash at Your Place? (O/O | Romance | Closed)

Girl meets Boy. Girl and Boy go on a date. Girl discovers she is gay. Girl tells boy. Boy is cool with. Girl and Boy remain good friends. Girl and Boy grow up.
When a girl is drunk, gets in some trouble, and has no where else to go, she turns to her boyfriend-turned-friends. Specifically, his apartment. Needing a place to crash, she tries to get to his apartment, but is surprised to find thay someone else lives there now. Someone else who is . . . pretty. Really pretty.

So basically a girl and a boy dated in highschool, the girl discovered she was gay and the boy and girl remain good friends. One night she's drunk and being chased by her crazy ex/brother/fill in the blank. Shetries to crash at the apartment of her ex-boyfriend, but a new person lives there. A really pretty wlw girl. She lets her crash anyways and they (hopefully) fall in love. This is the idea I have for a novel and I wanted to try it as a rp to develop it. There may be smut (but not on the first night), swearing is allowed. I have the right to deny you if I so choose, and its nothing personal. If you have any questions, just ask.

Hey, sounds cool. You ok if I join?

Yeah, sure!

Do you want to be the girl who is the ex of the boy or do you want to be the girl who lives in the ex's apartment?

The girl who lives in the Ex's apartment

Okay cool. Let me make a form real quick.

Name:
Age: (They should probably be at least 19)
Gender:
Sexuality:
Appearance:
Personality:
Typical Outfit:
Background:
Weakness(es):
Other:

I'll make mine in a few minutes I just finished some homework on watching a show about a binge drinking mom.

No problem

Name: Crystal (Crys Pronounced Chris) Cindergrain
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bi
Appearance: looks she is 5'3, pretty skinny but like not too skinny (Aka me attempting to say Average).
Personality: Nice and sweet, she can be kind to strangers but not completely open to them at first. Crys is neither introvert nor extrovert. She will yell at people and let all her emotions out in a fiery mess if she had a bad enough day. She is not scared to tell people they are wrong. Casually platonically flirts at times.
Typical Outfit: outfit
Background: She grew up in a good and accepting house hold in a small town. When Crys was 18 she moved and went to college, though in her first year she stayed in dorms a bit after she found an apartment and decided to move in. She never was really popular or had many friends only a few, though she was close with those few.
Weakness(es): Spiders, Puppies, The cold, alcohol, time management
Other:

She looks awesome! Sorry I probably won’t have my girl up until tomorrow

Alright

Name: Jess Dayle
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian
Appearance: Short, curly, black hair that goes down to her chin. It's usually pulled into a ponytail. Light brown skin. Half Filipino. Small ears, big nose. Light brown eyes. Short (5'3). Pretty athletic (muscular arms and legs, rock hard abs)
Personality: Soft-spoken, but very opinionated. Decisive, strong-willed. Vivid imagination and very compassionate. Sees past manipulation. Inspirational and convincing if she cares about what she's talking about. Determined. Sensitive, private, perfectionist, easily burned out. She has trouble trusting new people.
Typical Outfit: Black jeans or shorts, high-top vans or converse, graphic t-shirt.
Background: She did a lot of sports in high school and continues to do a lot of sports. She dated Micheal in sophomore year and soon discovered she was a lesbian. He was her first and only boyfriend and has been a good friend. She started dating a girl named amy (the most wonderful woman in the world) in junior year and Micheal didn't like her very much. They were together until senior year when Jess finally realized how manipulative she was. amy (the most wonderful woman in the world) is going to the same college as Jess and recently convinced her to give it another try.
Weakness(es): People she cares about, being passionate about something (she gets burned out easily).
Other: Does rock climbing, basketball, softball, swim, ice-hockey, volleyball, and soccer. She also runs in her free time.
(Sorry this took longer than I thought it would)

It's alright

Okay I'll post a starter now.

Ok

Jess ran from the house, not even bothering to slam the door behind her. "Baby come back!" amy (the most wonderful woman in the world) yelled from the door, but Jess ignored her and just ran. She ran until she couldn't hear the sound of music or drunk frat boys. She ran all the way across campus, the cool night air cooling her skin down. Her feet pounded against the cobblestones taking her to a familiar place, a place that she had ran to many times before. She let her mind go blank, and her just ran until she got to an apartment door. She pounded on it and bent over, breathing heavily. Oh god. She didn't feel so good. Jess turned and emptied her stomach into the bushes behind her, trying to be as quiet as possible in her drunken haze. She then turned and sat down, resting her back against Micheal's apartment door.

Crystal was sitting on her couch watching some old Disney movie and eating a ton of junk food when she heard the frantic seeming knocking. Crys slowly got up and walked over to the door. She didn't really expect anyone to be coming over especially this late at night. She went over to the door and opened it as soon as she opened it she was met with the face of the girl who had been leaning against the door but was now laying there because the door had been moved.

Jess fell back against the floor and looked up into the green eyes of a very pretty girl. Shit. She stared up at her before she came to her senses and said the first thing that came to her mind besides “you’re really pretty”. “You’re not Micheal,” she said from the floor.

"No, sorry to disappoint. I'm not Michael." Crys replied and smiled. The girl who was on the floor was pretty, but she decided against flat out telling her that. Though the girl also seemed a bit out of it.

“Is this apartment 2b?” Jess asked, staring up at the girl with a hazy puzzled expression on her face. Had she gotten the address wrong?

"Yeah. I'm pretty sure this is…" Crystal replied. "Would you like help up?" She asked realizing she shouldn't leave this girl on the ground.

Jess shrugged. She hadn't really thought about it, but the girl was right, she probably shouldn't stay on the floor. She sat up halfway and took the hand the other girl had outstretched.

Crys helped the girl stand up and get onto her feet then smiled at her. "So who exactly are you looking for." She asked politely.

"Oh yeah," Jess snapped out of staring at the pretty girl, back to reality, back to eh reason she was at this girls door in the first place. She crossed her arms over her chest. "I was looking for Micheal. He used to live here. He's my ex-boyfriend turned friend. My only boyfriend actually." Oh that makes me sound sad, Jess realized. "I'm gay. I've dated people since then," she said her words so fast she started to trip over them. "Anyways, he's my friend now and I was just at a party, and I really need him right now, but he's not here." She finally looked up from her shoes at the girl. "Are you his girlfriend or something?"

Crys thought about everything the girl had just said before responding, "um, sorry but I'm not his girlfriend or anything. Also I don't believe he lives here anymore. I could try to get his address for you if you really need it though." Crys responded not too sure if she could help.

"Oh duh." Jess rolled her eyes at her own stupidity. "He probably moved. Damn." The memories of what had happened less than half an hour ago threatened to crash over Jess, and she felt her eyes well up and her throat closed up. She leaned against the doorway, needing something solid under her. She breathed trying to get her emotions under control. "Um. Okay. Thank you. So I should leave. Sorry if I woke you."

"Wait. For one you never woke me up. For two I would be a really bad person if I didn't let you in. You could vent if you need to. I have enough junk food to share if you need some." Crys said to her seeing how distraught this girl was. Then she hoped she didn't sound like she was making this girl stay.

Jess looked skeptical. She didn't know this girl, and this girl didn't know her. She was some random drunk girl who turned up at her apartment at midnight. "Seriously? Why?" Jess tended to be a bit blunt when she was drunk.