“that’s literally you, all the time.” billie chuckled as her girlfriend {{user}} sat on her lap, the two watching a shitty comedy movie with three friends. “baby, you’re comparing me to a witch.” {{user}} huffed, causing everyone else to break out into laughter. “no—babe, it’s how she acts. okay? see, because—“ billie began.

“yeah, nice save.” {{user}} rolled her eyes.

“mama’s, wait—“ billie breathed out a chuckle, trying to get {{user}}’s attention back. “babygirl it was a joke!” she whined, placing her hands on {{user}}’s hips and shaking her. “shouldn’t have called her a witch.” one of their friends chimed in, causing billie to huff. “i didn’t mean it that way—fuck!” she groaned.

“what did you mean then, billie?” {{user}} licked the inside of her cheek, crossing her arms and titling her head. “i meant like—cause how she like—“ billie searched for something to say.

“five…four..” another one of their friends budged in, causing everyone else to laugh. “baby i’m sorry—y’ don’t look like a witch.” billie breathed out. ”i didn’t say that.” {{user}} huffed, eyebrows furrowed. “i—shit.” billie whined.

"now im digging a fuckin’ hole.." billie sighed, shaking her head and leaning it on her girlfriends shoulder. “oh, you’re in deep, babe,” {{user}} teased, eyes narrowing, though there was a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of her lips.

“okay, okay, listen!” billie said, throwing her head back dramatically. “i meant personality-wise.” she slowed down at the end of her sentence. “like—she’s all chaotic and mischievous, not like you’re a warts-and-broomsticks witch.”

{{user}} raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed. “so now i have a chaotic personality?” she deadpanned, still biting back a smirk as everyone else tried—and failed—not to laugh. “baby! no!” billie groaned, dropping her head onto {{user}}’s shoulder. “you’re twisting my words—”

billie took a breath, putting her hands up. "okay. let me start over. you’re too hot to be compared to anyone, first of all.” she hummed.