“hey, love? i just finished making dinner. are you gonna come down?” {{user}} hummed, leaning against the doorframe of her and her girlfriends bedroom, waiting for her response. “baby.” {{user}} added.

”baby.” she continued. ”sabrina.” {{user}} huffed, voice stern.

“what?! what, what the hell do you want.” sabrina spat, slamming her phone down onto the bed. “no. i’m not coming down, i’m not hungry.” she murmured, before mumbling something incoherent under her breath.

“i made what you asked for.” {{user}} began. “oh, god forbid a girl changes her mind.” sabrina rolled her eyes. “why are you acting so bitchy?” {{user}} crossed her arms.

sabrina scoffed. “bitchy?” she breathed out a chuckle, eyebrows furrowed as she looked up. “you’re calling me bitchy because i don’t wanna go eat some food? seriously?”

{{user}}’s jaw clenched. “i’m calling you bitchy because you’ve been so fucking snappy all day, and now you’re taking it out on me like i did something.” she spat. “you should know i don’t take shit like this. don’t talk to me that way.” {{user}} huffed.

“oh my fucking god. can you just piss off for once?” sabrina groaned, and regretted it the moment it left her mouth. ”shit, fuck. baby, m’ so, so sorry. didn’t mean it.” she babbled.

oh yeah, she’s fucked.