chapter O1

It was bliss. The house was quiet aside from some boxes and cases being dropped by the clumsy man probably late for his work. She could picture him trying to get his stuff together while the toasts – yeah, that's burnt toast's (terrible) smell for sure – were practically on fire on the kitchen. He always does that. But it wasn't like she was going to get up and check if he was okay. This has been their daily routine since… Anyway, sleeping was better. Always is. She appreciated her favorite comforter covering her slim body except from her toes, soft pillow under her head, platinum blonde bangs protecting her delicate eyes from sunlight trying to creep inside her dome. Perfect setting to wander in dreamland a bit more.

"I'm out, Els!", yelled the male person.

The girl softly grunted.

"Don't forget to get up, eat – live a little!"

She grunted again.

"There are some toasts in the microwave for you and your bed buddy! Call you later!"

She grunted louder to show she was bidding goodbye as well. Within seconds, though, the man's words sunk in and she promptly had her eyes wide open when she felt something touching her right arm.

Slow but steady she moved her head on the pillow, turning it around to face whoever was so close to her in her mattress.

Never she thought she would be welcomed by two perky nipples surrounded by fiery dusted, sun kissed skin. Strawberry blonde mane was covering her right shoulder and tickling her nose. It would've been a funny situation if the blonde actually ever allowed or even knew the someone sleeping in her bed!

No doubt the scream that followed gave the landlord plenty of complaint calls.

-x-

All right. What the heck has happened last night!

Burying her face in her hands, Elsa was sitting on one of the kitchen stools, body as rigid as a rock hidden in her impeccably straight posture.

"Woah, there. Easy, easy…", the redhead rubbed the sore top of her head. Well, as sore as a pillow attack could accomplish.

"Easy!? Who are you and what are you doing in my house – in my bed?", Elsa squealed the last bit as she threw the comforter at the petit naked body in front of her.

The mysterious girl frowned at her question, holding an index finger up to show she was closing her squinted eyes to think about it. But instead of words, saliva came out of her mouth.

"Ew!", the blonde said and threw another pillow at the sleepy person. This attack managing to get her on cold hard ground, "Wake the heck up and get out!"

Elsa would never imagine, however, that her unwanted guest would assume the "get out" was "get out of my room" instead of "get out of my house", so she almost screamed again a few hours later when she decided it was time to get up and found a redhead spread on the couch wearing what the blonde assumed being the boxers and t-shirt her roommate usually leaves around when he wakes up in a hurry.

The said intruder stated – after a cushion landing on her nape – she would apologize by cooking brunch and is now dancing around the kitchen island as she grabs stuff from the shelves and chops ingredients Elsa would never visualize together in the same meal.

"Uh…", the blonde woman cleared her throat. She was willing to start a conversation but couldn't even remember the other's name.

"Anna!", the lively girl answered, still paying attention to whatever she was cooking.

Lively girl… too lively.

Fear lurked beneath her cold demeanor.

"Anna. How old are you, Anna?"

The cook girl giggled, "Does it matter?"

"It does if y- you're a minor."

Anna finally turned around.

"Oh my gosh", she shook her still not hair-tamed head violently, "I was drinking last night so, nope, not a minor", Elsa's shoulders relaxed as she heard the negative answer and Anna gave her a crooked smile as if she was saying 'been there, dude'.

"And, uh, about last night…"

Her words trailed off as Anna spun on her heels with two plates at hand.

"Let's fill our bellies before talking, eh?"

Elsa couldn't figure what the green-ish thing inside the dough roll was but that thing tasted incredibly… delicious, she might admit. She could see Anna truly put her heart into it. They were halfway done when the cook decided to speak.

"This is an apology brunch and also a 'thank you' brunch", she offered another crooked smile, a chubby cheek full of eggs and bacon, when Elsa looked at her but stayed quiet.

"I mean… for letting me in, you know", she continued.

"What exactly happened last night?"

Elsa prayed to all Gods that nothing serious happened the previous night after she blurted the question.

She was naked and that should be a very good indication something has indeed happened but I was in my pajamas and this is really importan-

She noticed Anna's face was blank.

"You don't remember?"

Dang it.

So something's happened. Of course it has. "You don't remember?" is the heart-broken line of every girl who was used as a sex toy in all novels Elsa read. Sadly, the blonde was in the worst role she could ever imagine herself. Her mind tried to conjure a good enough excuse to prevent the poor girl's crying outburst she was sure that was coming as she watched those thin lips being pursed.

Suddenly, an almighty cackle-like laughter almost knocked her down.

"I went to my fav pub and met this guy. We had a great time but I wasn't into it – you know, 'it' - not last night, so I asked for some booze, like, two or five, and I remember someone yelling at me that I should stop crying and rubbing my runny nose on the pub's counter – hey, don't frown. We all have a runny nose when we cry. Anyways, I got out as asked, being the polite lady I am and somehow I ended up here instead of my buddy's place and woah, this is a helluva building. No idea how I thought this could be my buddy's place because Look. At. This! No kidding, who the fuck you guys killed to live here!? And then, yeah, I kept knocking at your door and I found the bell and it has a nice sound so I kept ringing and you opened the door- "

"Wait. I did what?"

"You opened the door. You did it and I fell on the hall carpet since you, young lady, did not catch me as I performed my damsel in distress fall like I always do with my buddy but oh well, you were not my buddy! So I forgave you. No hurt feelings. As I got in-"

Elsa tilted her head, brows knitted together.

"I opened the door?"

"Yeah. As I got in, after the fall, I mean, you just-"

"Hang on. You mean to tell me I let you, a stranger, come in?"

"Yes. Pay attention. Thing is you let me in and went to your room so I thought it was an invitation since all doors were closed!"

The tall young woman stared at Anna for a while and she let her do so since she knew she often vomits a shitload of things in a matter of seconds. After a minute – which seemed like an eternity to the redhead – Elsa chuckled behind her delicate hand and spoke.

"I can't believe I let you in. I really should pay attention to my sleepwalking habits."

Anna's brows arched in a cute way, "You sleepwalk! Awesome!"

"If you think so.", Elsa nodded, "But this whole ordeal does not justify you naked in my bed."

"Sleep time, so clothes off!"

"Simple as that?"

"Yeah!"

"Even though you were in someone else's place? Even if you managed to end up at your 'buddy's place."

"Yeah!"

They looked at each other in silent.

"You are weird."

Elsa assumed Anna didn't take it as an offense by the glint in the girl's egg robin blue eyes as she snorted, taken the blonde aback again.

"You liked my food?"

"Yes. Quite.", Elsa stood up to take the dishes to the kitchen marble sink. She saw Anna moving around the kitchen island to stop her acts.

"No, no, no. I wash 'em. Don't worry."

"You did enough, Anna.", she said when a pair of hands held the plates and the empty cups. The young woman checked the clock on the wall and looked at the smaller woman again, "Besides, a maid will come here in a couple of hours so don't worry about it."

Elsa offered her a reassuring smile so Anna did as the blonde asked and went to sit on the fancy red couch in the TV – is that a home theater, damn! – room.

"You can leave any time, you know."

Elsa noticed Anna didn't get the clue and added, "I will sleep again. Close the door when you leave."

"Okie dokie!", a thumb-up was the only visible thing as the girl already got herself lost among the cushions. The blonde prayed as soon as she woke up she would be alone.

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