O/O - ((closed))

“Beastie boy,” she declared with a grin.

“I’m pretty sure you’re sleep deprived!” Gwen shook her head, a wide grin on her face.

"So are you!" Marla protested, reaching over to flick Gwen's nose.

Gwen’s cheeks blossomed into a deep red hue. “Gods, I’m crazy about you, Marla, you know that?”

Heat and colour immediately flooded her cheeks. "Y-Yeah, you've said. You know I feel the same?"

“I know. That’s the best part.” Gwen started building a tower out of sugar packets.

Marla stifled a colossal grin and leant her head against Gwen's shoulder. "Ready to order?"

“Only if you order for me.” Gwen planted a kiss on Marla’s forehead, abandoning her sugar packet toward in favor of cuddling up to Marla.

Marla slipped an arm around her girlfriend and tucked her up against her side. "Of course."

“Thank you, darling.” Gwen proceeded to bury her face into the crook of Marla’s neck. She sighed in content, her elven ears twitching.

Chelsea came back, russet locks spilling over her shoulders. "Are you two ready to order?"

Gwen made a muffled “mhm” noise from where she was cuddle up next to Marla, happy to shut her eyes again.

Chelsea, shooting Marla a teasing smirk, took out a small notepad.

Marla relayed their orders to her and made sure Gwen was comfortable, thanking the waitress.

“Is that girl a threat to me?” Gwen loosely wrapped her arms around Marla, whispering this as she eyed the waitress.

Marla watched Chelsea’s retreating back for a moment, then turned her head to ogle at Gwen. After a second, she grinned and shook her head. “No, she’s madly in love with her significant other, you’re good.”

“I don’t know. I think you’re underestimating how pretty you are.” Gwen kissed to very tip of Marla’s nose.

Marla blushed, biting down on her lower lip. “Don’t worry about Chelsea. She’s gay, but not for me.”

“If you say so.” Gwen began to play with Marla’s hair.

(Can some guy come and hit on Marla?)

“I do,” she affirmed, leaning into Gwen’s touch.

(Lmao Gwen will LOSE it so yes)

(Awesome XD
should I rp him or do you want to?)

(Either is fine!)

(Uhh I can)

Marla was halfway through her meal, chatting happily with Gwen, when she felt a heavy hand land on her shoulder. She jerked away on instinct, turning her head to see who it was, only to meet eyes with a stranger. The guy was tall, dark-haired and light-eyed, and wearing a broad, dangerous grin.

Gwen silently groaned, displeased at having company. This guy gave her a bad vibe, but she kept quiet in case this was a friend of Marla’s. “Uh… Hey?”

The guy swayed, the stench of alcohol on his breath. “Heyyyy,” he slurred, leaning close. “Whassa pretty girl like you doing alone?”

Marla flinched backwards, gripping Gwen’s hand.

“She’s not alone.” Gwen squeezed Marla’s hand, her eyes sharply narrowed.

The stranger took no heed of Gwen, bending down and putting his face right in front of Marla’s. “Give us a kiss?” he mumbled, eyelids drooping.

“The only thing you’re kissing is my ass!” Gwen reached over, shoving the man’s face away from her girlfriend, seething with rage.

(Damn 😂)

The guy stumbled backwards, nearly stumbling into a table. Marla, caught off guard, flinched, still staring at him with wide eyes.

(You’ve angered the elf!😂)

Gwen wrapped her arm around Marla’s shoulders. Her ears flattened back out of stress and anger. The elf was practically shaking with rage. In a nearby pot, several flowers burst into an explosion of petals.