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And when the song ended, a pleased applause raised and the blonde smiled and giggled happily, rushing to her table excitedly.
"It's so fun! I love this game! Did you like it? Was I good or just embarrassing? I mixed up the lyrics so much!" She questioned, sitting down happily, but soon buring her face in her hands.
"You were good, princess. Don't worry, you were much better than most of these drunkards...and you chose an interesting song." Catra said, hoping to not being too obvious.

Adora was dumb, but you never know when someone's neurones might connect.

"Thank you...I've often listened to this song recently. It could be one of those phases, when you feel attached to some tracks and can't help but listen to it in loop." She admitted, shyly eyeing her friend.
"Well, cheesy choice for a cheesy person." The brunette teased.
"Said the one who sings Olivia Rodrigo's songs in the shower." The girl talked back.
"Oh! That was low!" Catra hissed, fake offended.
"You know nothing is too low for me." Adora mimicked her in a wannabe-flirtatious way, which only caused the latina to burst out in laughters.
Eventually the blonde couldn't help but chuckle along, involved by her dulcet laugh, so fond to her.
"Ehy, do you want a reinforcement?" The latina asked.
Although Adora had no clue what that meant, she happily agreed and watched her leaving the table again, pace to the counter and come back with two, filled, little glasses.
"What's this?" The blonde questioned doubtfully.
"Tequila. Hurry up, we have other places to be" Catra answered, as bossy as ever.
"I want to hear you sing, before leaving." Adora demanded again, showing off her puppiest pout.
"Still not drunk enough." The brunette said.
"Ok...what if I will take care of all the chores for the two weeks of vacation I'm at home?" She proposed.
"Will you be on vacation? When? You never told me." The latina exclaimed, visibly surprised.
"Yeah, I was supposed to go to Glimmer's seaside house with her and Bow, but I want to spend more time with you and I would be the third wheel and you hate water so I couldn't invite you..."the blonde rambled on.

Catra didn't really know how to respond: it really wasn't planned that Adora would have spent time at home, with her.
In this short weekends they were already bonding so much and so fast...she didn't really want to forget those three years, neither pick up from before she left and, above all, there was no way she would let herself fall for that clueless, egocentric, selfless liar again. She owe it to herself.

Yet, she was already slipping, wasn't she?

The way Adora would so disparately look for her, how she would attract her, how she would smile and touch her, how she would just be there and come back home any Friday...how she had worked for them, or so she had said.

There she was, right before her, so cheerful and honest, with no filter.

"I'll sing, if you truthfully answer to one question." Catra said, gaining her total attention.
"YES!" She almost screamed, straightening up her posture and clapping hands.
"Ok, ok, chill" the brunette chucked, before going on: "would you quit the academy if I asked you to?" She asked, with a serious frown.
Adora became visibly confused and tilted her head.
"Why would you want me to quit? I like it and it's good for our financial situation." She wondered aloud.
"Maybe I don't like it, I think it's unnecessarily dangerous and so, or maybe I just don't like cops." Catra said annoyed but her resistance.
"I don't know...I really feel like it's the right thing to do, you know? I feel like I'm in the right place, I'm happy, I have no regrets about this choice...I might need sometime to think about it; I don't really know what else I could do that would feel as much good and at which I would be as much skilled." She admitted, leaning on the tables, with her chin on her crossed arms.
"So...is this a no? And what will happen the day they will ask you to move?" Catra wondered further.
"I don't know, we will look for a nice appartament and see what's the best solution for you, if you are still studying. It's a maybe...? I don't think that it would be very advantageous for us if I quitted my main job." Adora explained thoughtfully.
"So you give for granted that I'll follow you wherever like a puppy?" The brunette snapped, startling her friend.
"What? Of course not...I-I just thought that we would stick together...if you need to stay we could work it out...it was just economically better to have only one rent." The blonde said, reaching out to hold her hand, hopefully calming her down.
"And what if I just don't want you to spend your life playing the hero around the country?" Catra asked, with a way softer tone.
"I wouldn't play the hero around, I would be like Amy from Brooklyn99, a cool detective solving crimes in some big city." Adora cheered her up, ridiculously puffing her chest.
She started laughing.
"Princess, you would be Jake at best." The brunette teased, disappointing her friend.
"Well, he solved many cases, so I will take it as a compliment!" She said, sticking out her tongue.
The latina laughed even more.
"So...Rosa, will you go up there and sing? Or will you chicken out?" The blonde questioned with a cocky grin.
"I never chickened out in my whole life." She answered, thinning her eyes.
"Pff, you did, I was there your whole life." Adora laughed, loosing her challenging attitude.
"Whatever, I'll smash that karaoke shit!" Catra stated, standing up and walking to the waiter.