“Oh my God! You broke up with me, you do not get to be this mad!” Megan was furious. It had been little over a month since Marisol had told her that things weren’t working out, that her feelings had changed and she couldn’t do ‘this’ anymore.
And yet somehow here they were, arguing in a deserted alley behind a party one of their mutual friends was throwing. A party which, for some unfathomable reason, Marisol had brought a date to.
Marisol walked out on Megan a month ago. Things don't go well when they see each other again.
At Megan’s look of panic Lottie chuckled again, patting her on the knee. “Oh babe, did you think you were being subtle? I think the only person who doesn’t realise that something is going on is Graham, the poor bastard.”
Just a quick scene that I can't get out of my head. I can't believe there is no MC/Marisol based content on this site so I wrote some.
Lena looks down at her sheet – in a loopy script is written ‘Kara Danvers – guitar!’, with a large smiley face drawn next to it. Directly underneath that is ‘Alex Danvers – drums’, written in an untidy scrawl.
“Please, god, let them be half-decent,” She mutters, rubbing the bridge of her nose.
Lena and the Worldkillers are down two members, and certified heartthrob Kara Danvers and her sister are newly band-less. They accidentally form National City’s hottest lesbian rock band, and it’s a match made in heaven – as long as everyone can keep it in their pants.
Bookmarked by CocoG
19 May 2019