Her

29

PHOENIX

Sunday. I wake up to the smell of coffee and the sound of voices.

"...totally banged!" Ky, I think.

"We did not 'totally bang' - nothing happened." Aza, I think.

I blink. I see Aza standing at the door of her trailer, her back turned towards me. I can't see whoever is on the other side, outside, but I'm sure I know who it is.

"You had someone over and you didn't end up shagging them?"

"You make me sound like I'm a slutty slut or something."

"Well..." Cass, I think.

"Oh shut up."

"So what?" Cass says. "Nothing happened?"

A second of hesitation. "No."

"You're lying. Come on, Aze. Tell us."

"There's nothing to tell. We just... Well, we might have cuddled or something."

"Since when do you cuddle?"

"Since she's in love with the princess, Cass."

"Shut up."

Laughter.

"So what else? Give us details, Aza."

"What is this? An interrogation? Nothing else happened."

"No kissing? No making out?"

"No banging?" Ky chuckles.

"No." A pause. "A kiss on the cheek, and I guess a bit of flirting. That is all."

"That is disappointing."

"Fuck you, Ky."

I realise she doesn't mention the part with me basically stripping in front of her.

"I told you. Phoenix is... going through some stuff."

A moment of silence.

"So you two are talking again? It just takes one night for you to get along again?"

"Well, Ky," Cass says, "there's something called makeup sex."

"Shut up."

Laughter.

"Seriously - shut up. You'll wake her."

"And we mustn't wake the princess," Ky says.

"Right," Cass says. "She needs her beauty sleep."

"Stop making fun of her."

I actually think their comments are quite entertaining. But I also think it's cute that Aza is defending me.

"You know what? Piss of, both of you. I need to make breakfast."

"What's that? A five-course meal?"

"Don't think so, Cass. It's a ten-course meal - right, Aze?"

"Screw you both. I was just going to toast some waffles or something."

"Right."

"Liar."

"Fuck you."

"Let's go, Ky. Aza needs to make breakfast for her girlfriend."

"She's not my girlfriend."

"Right. She's just some girl that sleeps in your bed," Cass says.

"And a girl you can't stop talking about," Ky says.