Night - nupǝɟᴉuǝp H?T?! s̵̱̀e̴̳̓x̴̘̆

"ʞɔnɟ you!"

"Eat a d!cʞ!"

A very usual exchange between you and Gi????e, ũ̷̢͙͐n̴̩̐͘s̴͚̳̈́͂ű̵̙̋r̸͇̊p̶̭̜̌r̴̡̫̓î̴̳̉ș̷̎͂ĩ̷͇n̵̗̾̽g̵̞̃ when the only emotion you feel for each other is sheer unimaginable hat̵̳̃͘r̷̹̈̈́ed.

So why are you talking? Seems like a self solving solution.

Well, your friends have got evidently sick of you two hating each other. 'Ruining the vibe', Minjeong's words. Trapping you two in this prison. (?in??ing's bathr̷̛̙͝oom)

Can onʎ hear me? Please? You, the one r̶̭̘̆̈e̵͚̐a̶͚͆ͅd̶̳̽̈́i̶͍̓́n̴͓͝g̴̗͘ ̸̜̔̑ţ̶̪͒̀h̷͓̅ȋ̸͕s̴͇͊̚.

Their rules were simple, the two of you weren't allowed out until differences were sorted. Problem is Giselle is oil and you are water. It's never going to happen.

"We'll be back in like nupǝɟᴉuǝp hours, or so! Going to get some f̴̗̄o̷̠̊o̶̭͛d̶͕͊, we'll see you laterrr!" Karina shouted, -aring with the apartment door slamming behind.

"Ugh, who the hell has a loɔʞ that only works on the outside!?" Giselle shouted, banging against it to no avail. "Especially a bathroom? What the fuck!?"

I dOn't want t̵̫͠o̴̝̾ ̶̱͛b̸͉̒é̵̤ ̶̙̔h̶̼̿ë̷͕́r̶̝͛e̵̙͝ anymore, pLease. Let ?? onʇ!

onʇ

OUT!

"Eugh, can you quiet down (no!) for a fu??ing se???d? Always yelling your head off for no damn reason." The shrillness of her voice was starting to drive you mental, truthfully there wasn't really an explanation f- why do you hate me? why am I still here? you hated each other so much. It just seemed to be the equivalent of a thousand little needles as opposed to one knife.

"Sorry I don't want to be locked ♒︎♏︎●︎◻︎ ❍︎♏︎ in a room with an annoying asshole warden !" She huffed, "Two fucking hours! And we don't even have our phones! Can we go out the window?"

You laughed¡¿¡ at the absurdity, Giselle scoffing in anger. "We are on the 10th floor, be my guest."

The usual 'I would rather die! than be in this! room with ?o?' 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕜 she gave were strictly metaphorical, opting to stay where she was. Already growing bored and annoyed and that would increase by the second.

Bec???e she w?s the most impatient girl you had the displeasure of ever fucking 🙵■︎□︎⬥︎♓︎■︎♑︎. Literal seconds could pass without something happening and she'll complain or start scrolling instagram, with that out of options Giselle was g???g to actually have to entertain the scariest thing of all.

A conversation.

¿woven i̷͙͑ǹ̸̦t̶̗̓o̷̧̚ a spell?

is that the 【ｅｙｅ】?!

"Fuck! this is going to be ｍｉｓｅｒａｂｌｅ! Wanna chat?" She a??d, sitting on the g̷̢͝r̶̢͗o̶̱̎u̶͍̇ǹ̴̫d̵͓́ with her head leaning against the door.

𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓹 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓬𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝓮

👁️👁️

"Ew, no fucking thanks." -es at the response, trying the prison again as if it would change.

"Gosh, it's just a chat, acting all fucking high and mighty for no reason. Insufferable prick."

"Maybe if you weren't such a bitch all the time I'd be nicer!" Now she was pissed, standing up and closing the gap.𝕘𝕚𝕤sle and you have bickered before, not this quick.

Time it, nupǝɟᴉuǝp minutes.

You stood up in retaliation.

"Don't call me a bitch! I'm nice to people who aren't you." Giselle got in your face, rage evident on her own.

?walls thick glass h̴͙͌è̸̯ä̷̬́v̸̱͊y̶͙͐¿

"Okay? I don't care? Why don't you just go over in the corner and fuck off?" You spat back, Giselle forcefully shoved you into the sink, making you topple over.

Somehow, someway, as if fate intervened to make the two of you as uncomfortable as possible.

You fell right ontop of her.

Faces inches apart, you didn't move.

She didn't move.

The atmosphere tightened, like ropes were constricting it.

And then, her lips were on yours, tongues fighting in an intense clash, the bitter taste of life unassuming hitting your tastebuds. Giselle gripped harshly onto your hair, pulling you in deep.

s t o p p a y i n g a t t e n t i o n t o h e r

Giselle forced you off for oxygen, "Better when she shuts the fuck up."

"Likewise."

One swift motion and back on your feet, Giselle's shoved her tongue back in your mouth. Becoming an awkward dance where she kept control, a hand getting too brave. Snaking down, rubbing at your crotch.

"Getting hard? off being kissed? Better not be a fucking virgin." Giselle goaded, "I'm not wasting my time."

t̵͒͜i̴̞̎ḿ̵̤e̸͘͜ ̸̨͒ḇ̷̎ë̷̠́t̸͕̆ẗ̸͙e̵̪͋r̸̻̈́ ̵̺̂ä̷͕́d̶̰̉r̸̪̊i̵̪͠f̷̯͌t̴̮͗

"Who said I'd touch you? Bet every single person who's touched you walks away disap poin t ed."

"Because– we have nupǝɟᴉuǝp hours. And sure, you can sit there." Giselle gave up easier than you've known, knocking down the toilet seat and sitting there.

Giselle r???ved her booty shorts, then her panties. Revealing her pussy, pink, already ????? with arousal, unshaven. "What the fuck are you doing?"

p⃣   l⃣   e⃣   a⃣   s⃣   e⃣, focus on me, let me out, let me out, L̶̩̚Ē̶̯T̴̝̑ ̸̥̀M̴̨͠É̴̬ ̴̠͛O̴̠̅U̸̓͜T̶̠̈́!̷͇͝

"You can sit there and wait nupǝɟᴉuǝp hours if you want, but I'm not worthy." She said as a matter of fact, putting her feet on the toilet seat. "Bet you have a shrimp dick, that's why you don't want to fuck me." Giselle's fingers slipped inside.

"Bigger than y??????? fucking handle thats ♐︎□︎❒︎ ⬧︎◆︎❒︎♏︎."

"Ha! Funniest- ah. Thing you've said." She wasted no time in getting to work, fingering herself, going to her knuckles. You turned your head, opting to not stare. "Come on, stop being a fucking bitch! Free me! pleasure myself better than you've ever touched a woman!"