“Fucking Winnie.” Cairo huffed under her breath—she’d never been so angry to see her best-friend, ever. Just watching as she smashed her lips onto {{user}}’s? God, that should be her. Cairo didn’t bother saying anything though. If she did it would be a quiet; get a room. but that does no harm, hmmm?

Cairo crossed her arms, eyes fixated on the two as they pulled away, {{user}}’s hands rested on Winnie’s hips. She practically growled, as Winnie went in and whispered something inaudible in {{user}}’s ear—Cairo needed to do something about this. Pronto.

“You know…I think you deserve better than Winnie.” Cairo hummed, swinging her feet as she sat on {{user}}’s desk, watching as she studied for whatever class. Cairo doesn’t fucking care. “What do you mean?” {{user}} hummed, eyebrows furrowed as she looked up at Cairo—god those eyes. Cairo was going crazy at the sight of {{user}}.

“Like…someone who will listen to you.” She smiled, tilting her head to the side.

”And maybe someone who can kiss way better than she can.” Cairo bit her lip.