(This chapter is written by the gay faggot called Bianca. enjoy this poorly written chapter.)
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The work day soon ended, Estelle was in her office type room, putting papers and her phone in a small, black purse. She fixed her loose dress and picked up the purse, putting it on her shoulder. As she went over to the door, she turned the lights off and walked down the hall, her high heels making loud taps.
Estelle made it to Deedee's office, leaning against the doorway. "Ready darling?" She asked in a calm tone. Deedee looked up from her phone and nodded, "Yup. And.. Did you just call me 'darling'?" She felt herself blush.
"Yes ma'am, I always call others darling. Come along with me to my car. Since you ran here." The singer smiled small and waited for the other female to walk over. After leaving the room and saying bye to the Crewniverse, the two walked out of the Studio and over to Estelle's car.
//short time skip//
Finally, after what felt like forever, Deedee walked out of her parent's place with a few bags. She went over to the car and put them in the backseat. Once Deedee got in the passenger seat, Estelle drove out of the driveway and started driving to her own house.
The drive was pretty silent, there wasn't much to talk about. "So.. Estelle, how's your love life?" Deedee asked and glanced over at the other. Estelle hesitated for a moment and kept her eyes on the road, "Don't have one right now." "What? How come?!"
"Uh.. I rather not say. It's pretty embarrassing." The singer sighed, "Sorry. Maybe later." "Hm, alright." Deedee made a worried expression and looked out the window.
More silence.
"I was born differently, I don't exactly have a correct part. But my parents just left it there." Estelle, suddenly, broke the silence. Deedee looked at her completely confused. "What do you mean 'born differently'?" She asked and tilted her head to the side.
Estelle slowed down and pulled up the driveway of her house. "I'll just inference it; I have something that causes females to get pregnant." "So, a penis?" "Mhm. That's pretty much the only thing I hate about myself." The singer shrugged and turned the car off.
"You shouldn't be hating yourself over that, nor ever disliking something about you. You are beautiful the way you are. No one will pay attention to looks, personality is what the boys, or girls, like." Deedee smiled small.
Estelle inhaled, "Thanks Dee." She smiled back. "You're welcome, now come on and help me with my bags!" Deedee nudged her. Estelle chuckled "Alrighty." She winked and got out of the car. That one simple wink caused Deedee to blush a shade of light pink, she got out and looked up at the house.
"Holy shit.." She mumbled, staring at the huge, two-story house. Estelle looked at her, "Yeah it's pretty big. You can take a look inside, I have an extra key somewhere in that general area." She said and picked up the bags. Deedee nodded and went over to the front door.
(ending it here because im an asshole lmAO. I am lazy to check for spelling errors so ye.
