Saturn's about to make love { PAFP GXG } and I'm just a heartbreaker

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    Zinnia was once again, all alone at the biggest party of the year, celebrating the end of summer at their college and get high off their asses. However, a all of her now wasted friends had abandoned her by the punch bowl to go talk with cute boys, leaving the blonde to stare down at her phone and avoid uneeded social anxiety. That is, until she noticed a group a males staring her down from across the room and possibly making cat calls, though she couldn't hear them over the loud music and bantering of people. Feeling her palms grow sweaty, she began to maneuver her way around the mob of people and upstairs to the bathroom that was thankfully open for her to hide in and lock the door behind her and that's exactly what happened. Zinnia practically threw herself in, closed the door, locked it and moved over to the sink to turn on the cold water. It was rather refreshing, somewhat calming her nerves as she now sat inside the bathtub and relaxed for a moment. That ended quickly though, when she realized that she couldn't go back out there and be talked to by those guys, probably wanting to get laid and not getting what they want. She couldn't do that. Not again. Before she knew it, tears began dripping off her chin and obstructing her vision as she pulled her knees toward her chest now in a full on sob. Little did she know, someone was trying to get into the bathroom and the lock was pretty old on the door. This would be good.


    (Just jump in! I'll provide a face for Zinnia later ^^)

    Erin had knocked back a few too many bottles of beer and it had ended her flirtatious comments in a flash. Her face was flushed, so some *ssholes thought she was blushing and tried to... well, you can imagine. "Too bad boys, I'm m'as straight as s'ah rainbow!" She had said in a drunken slur. Which probably wasn't a bright idea, but its not like she was hiding it from anyone. They left her alone after that. Honestly, she just wanted to throw up, So she stumbled upstairs to the bathroom. As she found the door she pressed herself against it, clumsily fumbling with the lock, her drunk mind not comprehending that there would be the slightest chance of someone in there since the door was locked. She honestly didn't care, with shaky hands she pushed the door open, hearing a faint "click" as the lock dropped onto the carpet. She didn't notice the person laying in the bathtub and went straight for the toilet, kicking the door shut as she puked into the toilet. Nasty stuff, but her head felt a lot more clear. Clearer? No, she wasn't fully recovered yet. "Blehhh..." She spat, flushing the toilet as she rubbed her mouth with a square of TP. Erin's eyes snapped up as she heard a small shuffling sound and her eyes grew wide. Wider? Grammer is hard for drunk people, OK? "Ohmygodimsosorry!" She gasped, her words running together as if she were running out of breath.

    To say that the stranger had startled her was quite the understatement, she was petrified for being found crying in someone's bathtub and not socializing downstairs. But, that doesn't mean she was slightly concerned about the presumably drunken girl in front of her, " O-Oh, I should really be the sorry one! I didn't exactly alert you of my presence." She began to stand up and out of the tub, doing her best not to bump into her and hopefully just be able to run out of their. She didn't want everyone to see how obvious it was that she was crying. Though, something in the back of her head kept telling her to stay and make sure this girl was ok, I mean she did just throw up, " Are you ok? I-If you need a ride later, I can help you out." Wow Zinny, real nice. Totally didn't think that through, what with the anxiety and all that. She hesitantly held out a hand and managed a small smile, " I'm Zinnia, by the way..." She was actually making conversation with an attractive person, holy shit.

    Erin quickly stood up, popping a few, no a million, breath-mints into her mouth. She could still feel a fuzzy feeling in the back of her brain, but for the most part, this encounter had sobered her up faster than you could say "lesbian". She know her brows in irritation. Why had she broken into a bathroom? What the hell was she thinking? She wasn't, that was the answer. "Yeah," She smiled weakly, but you could tell she was trying her best to maintain her friendly expression. "Erin." She said softly, she was SO much nicer to women than she was men. "I don't think I've ever heard a name like that," She brushed a fingertip against Zinna's cheek. She frowned. "Are you okay? I swear if one of those metal headed jocks did something I'll punch their lights out if you give me the word." Smooth. Great job not scaring her off with your flirting, you suave kissing machine you.

    Zinnia let out a laugh, seriously is this the same person, " I get that a lot. Zinnias are actually a flower! Oh, and I...like your name!" She added the last bit rather quickly, rubbing the back of her neck at the same time. She was caught off guard when Erin's fingertip touched her face, a blush creeping it's way onto her feature as she shook her head, " I-I'm fine! It's just I don't really like guys and they get a bit frustrated when I tell them that. So I just avoid them, really. " She only noticed afterwards that it might be a little awkward telling another female that you were alone with that you dig chicks or even the fact they might not like lesbians or anything covered in a rainbow for that matter. Though she would admit only to herself, Erin was pretty cute.

    *Steals the bold print Dialogue Idea* Sorry fam ))

    Erin snapped her wristband against her wrist out of habit, the rubber band drenched in a bright rainbow with the letters #Pride printed on it. She was so far out of the closet she was on the roof... Of the house next door. Another bright smile, a little less weary than the last, still, that nagging feeling of fuzzy lurked in the back of her mind. "I love flowers..." She murmured, more to herself than Zinnia. "Flowers are really beautiful, don't you think?" Nice small talk, Lovergirl, what's next, a proposal? "I don't really like guys" SCORE. Exotic name, Pretty face, Probably Lesbian, nice personality so far, what's to not like? She suddenly realized she forgot to shake the girl's hand so she awkwardly held out hers. "Erin Faux, the host of this party is my bestfriend's boyfriend, so somehow, I ended up here by force. What about you, love?" "Laying it on thick with the compliments" would be an understatement. She was being such a try-hard right now.

    //Hey, it's perfectly fine. I got the idea from someone else XD


    Zinnia hummed in agreement, flowers were her favorite. Each one so different and their aroma could hypnotic, the same could be said about people I suppose, " I buy flowers quite often for my apartment. They make things so much better! " She told Erin, the blush only increased when Erin extended her hand for her shake. Of course, she took the hand and gave it a gentle shake and ignored the odd feeling creeping up her spine at the touch, " Zinnia Quinton, my friends brought me here so they could get drunk and I could drive them home, though I don't really plan on doing that now. So, I suppose I'm here by force as well." She explained, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear and generally just loving the pet name she'd already been given. She was a sucker for compliments, especially from pretty girls like Erin and could honestly keep holding their hand if she could. It was almost like they fit perfectly together, like a puzzle, " I-I like your hand." Well that wasn't weird. Why did that slip out??

    Erin laughed softly, a warm, happy sound. She examined Zinnia rather closely, not bothering to hide her gaze as it swiped over the girl's body. "Thanks, I guess." Her eyes settled on Zinnia's face and she almost frowned. "You were forced to be a designated driver?" She shook her head disapprovingly. "What kind of friends are those... Well, what kind of person am I? Breaking into a bathroom that was clearly occupied and then throwing up right in front of you." She rolled her eyes, thinking of the pounding in her head that drowned out the party. She obviously still was a bit tipsy, but at least she could drive herself home, since her vision wasn't impaired. After what seemed like hours, she realized she went quiet and the dragged herself back into reality. "Anyway," She smiled such a dazzling smile for an idiotic drunkard. "I like your face." She mimicked Zin's awkward compliment.

    Zinnia just shrugged a bit, not seeming to mind it, " Well, nobody else was going too. I didn't want anyone to get hurt, so I decided 'why not?' . Also, you didn't know I was here and vice versa until I noticed you were throwing up. " She stared at Erin, who seemed to be a bit dazed from the liquor and probably from being tired, I mean it was probably 1 in the morning by now. Zinnia seemed to grow a bit dazed herself, only snapping back once Erin began to talk and flash her charming smile, " Th-Thank you, now I suppose we're even with the compliments now! " She laughed a little, leaning against the wall slightly and feeling the most relaxed she's felt in a while.

    Erin ran a hand through her short hair and smirked. "Yeah, love, I've got that good pillow talk until I say something stupid like 'I like your face'. I'm a ladies woman, right? Oh so suave." She winked playfully at Zinnia. She flipped down the toilet lid and sat down on it, and as soon as she sat down, her vision turned bleary.She rubbed it away quickly. "So what, we're gonna hang out in the bathroom for the duration of this party? Or we can go down and have a hell of a good time just because we can." She asked, drawing her legs up to her chest. She could hear the music and loud talking, but the feel of the beat rocked the whole house. She thought about adding a VERY flirty line in, but that might seem like she was trying to get a one night stand. Just to be clear, SHE WASN'T. Sure, she seemed like the type to play around but she honestly wouldn't dare do something like that. Ever.

    Once again, Erin had succeeded in making Zinnia laugh and she was beyond blushing at this point, " Very suave. In fact, I'm head over heels at this point, dear. " This was partially a joke, she wouldn't tell her that though, unless she made a move first, " I'm down for whatever, though being able to hear someone is nice." Zinnia joked, now moving herself ever so slightly closer to Erin. Hopefully it was too noticeable or creepy, she didn't like to make people uncomfortable...

    Erin noted the closed distance between them and smiled faintly, almost imperceptible. She stood up and moved closer much more confidently than Zinnia did, but that was because the wanted the female to notice. She smiled mischeviously . Before she even reached to touch the other female, she had to say something rather bluntly. "If you're just playing around and looking for someone to spend the night with, I'm not your person." She gently grabbed the girls hand, liking the warmth, but hers were ice cold in comparison. "If that's not the case, maybe I should try to get to know you better, love"