Enough in Every Way || a Morrilla story

1. To Be Forever Consumed

"Really?! Has Jen heard about this??"
The brunette is smirking, almost devilishly. She knows that her shy, blonde coworker undoubtedly will blush her cheeks off to this unexpected news.

"No, we couldn't reach her on her phone this morning but we're working on it."
Adam inform at Lana and chuckles at her childish reaction as he's collecting small notes from his desk where all the writing usually takes place.

"PLEASE can I tell her?!" The actress jumps in her spot. She really thinks this is hilarious.

"Tell her what?" He puts all the papers, scripts, and maps into a big, black case where he always keeps his work.

"That we will have to make out on set!" She wears a ridiculously wide smile, slightly sticking her tongue out between her perfectly straight teeth, like a real tease.
The author laughs aloud, he isn't even surprised. They have known each other for about five years now and he has gotten used to her silly sense of humor a long time ago.

"Sure. Saves me some work!" He smiles and puts his collection of paperwork under his arm before he grabs his half-empty paper cup of coffee in his other hand. He takes a deep breath before turning his gaze towards a still ridiculously pleased face.
"Oh well, that's it for the day. We will begin tomorrow at around eleven o clock. No need to tell you to make sure to be there, I know you're always in time."
He gives a thumbs up and nod of confirmation as he walks past her and out from the office, the giddy brunette following right behind.
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After they've said their goodbyes, each one of them heading home, she picks up her phone to call her clueless friend. It takes a few attempts before someone's picking up the other line.
"Lana?"
They never talk over phone, no wonder she sounds so surprised, almost worried.

"Heeey girl! Is everything alright?"
She already sounds like a big, annoying tease. Good thing the woman on the other end can't see the smirk creeping up on her excited work partner.

"Uh... I guess? Yeah. What's going on?"

Lana enjoys the sound of confusion in her voice, it makes her feel mystical, secretive, maybe even special, for knowing something she doesn't. The blonde can't see, but she can hear the brunette bite her lip as she uses her most sensual, husky, teasing voice as she speak the next sentence.
"They're making SwanQueen happen."
It's quiet for a mere second until she can't contain herself any longer and bursts out in a fit of throaty laughter.

Jennifer is uncertain of what to answer at first, it takes an awkward quiet minute before words come out of her already open mouth.
"Really?? Haha well that's... Quite something." She laughs insecurely, a little taken aback by the information.

Even though she would want to genuinely laugh, because after all it's kind of ironic, she's too shy to do that, especially on the phone with her very self conscious colleague, who calls for the very first time ever due to pretty odd reasons.

"Isn't it?!" She laughs before she finally realizes she might be fooling around a bit too much for her friend's liking.

"Anyhow... Adam tried to contact you earlier and tell you, but you were busy obviously, so I took the freedom to tell you myself, 'mi amore'."
Another melodic, deep chuckle.
"We start at eleven tomorrow, see you there?"

The woman on the phone lets out a forced giggle before she answers.
"Yeah... Yeah I'll be there. See ya!"

When Lana hangs up, she's by the entrance of her trailer. The door is locked, and just as she digs a hand down her purse to search for her keys, there's someone running towards the other side of the door, barking loudly.
The brunette smiles, that obedient, patient dog of hers is always there to warm her heart and bed when she comes back from work late at night. When she finally has untangled the keychain from the rest of her purse's content, she unlocks the door and is met by a shaggy, brown, very happy companion who wiggles her tail as if it is a matter of life or death.