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The alarm rang playing Clarke's favorite tune, 9:00 AM. Snuggled in her soft white bedding, blue eyes blinked awake slowly. She stretched, hazily looking up at the ceiling as the morning light filtered in through the grey blinds, the blond brushed a stray lock of hair out of her face, resting a palm on her forehead. Saturday morning, the reason for the alarm came flooding back. Clarke set up with a half smile on her face, Raven. Clarke crept off the bed, turning off the alarm she looked back at the king sized bed and the lump in it. Her sweet heart Lexa, was grumpily trying to hide from the mornings light, hoping to get a few more minutes in, before the day forced the brunette to get up.
"Lazy." Clarke said, before heading to the bathroom to brush her teeth, in the connected master bath.
"What has you up so bright and early on a Saturday?" Lexa crooned from bed, still not removing the pillow covering her head.
"I'm going to meet up with Raven. We've been trying to do this for a while now, but work keeps getting in the way lately." Echoed out
from the bathroom, as she combed her hair. Tying the top of her hair at the back, leaving the rest loose as she always did.
Clarke and Raven had been close friends since childhood, going to the same school growing up they were the epitome of best friends. As cheesy as that sounds, it's true, rare as it is to have a bond like that, Clarke and Raven's was special that way. Always there for one another, to listen at each other's problems, and lift one another up, when the other was down, but best of all... The two girls could always be real with each other, no fake smiles, or superficial pretending.
Life is funny though, when adult life set in and everyone hits their twenties, work and responsibilities has a way of leaving people with less time with each other. Which is why when Clarke got the text yesterday, she agreed to meet up today without hesitation.
Clarke grabbed the keys on her way out, pecking the still pajama clad Lexa on the cheek, while the dark haired girl rummaged for breakfast.
"Have fun baby." Lexa said, waving her off.
Traffic was thankfully fairly clear, by LA standards. Flicking on the radio, the blond settled on a David Bowie song. Waiting at a particularly long light, Clarke focused on all the things from last week that she wanted to tell Raven about. Against Lexa being fully on board with the idea, Clarke had adopted a dog, cute little white mutt. Lexa of course, started coming around... After all, who could resist that sort of cuteness? Even if he was a little messy. "This is ground control to major Tom.~" came in louder as the light changed, pulling Clarke from her thoughts. The coffee shop wasn't too far, but LA being the big beast of a city it is, they had settled for equal convenience, picking the one best in the middle ground. A few songs later, that somehow felt like an eternity, Clarke pulled up to the Starbucks.
"Clarke!" an upbeat voice from the corner window seat rang. The coffee shop was fairly empty, with only a few scattered wifi users on the other side, the blond two the seat across from her friend. "Wait right here, let me grab our coffee's. Iced right?" Raven asked, before Clarke could say anything she smiled and nodded.
Raven seemed a little happier than usual, almost seemed nervous. Whatever it was, the blond knew it couldn't be anything bad. Right? She checked her phone quickly, a text from Lexa. Before she could read it however, Raven returned with their coffees.
"Thanks." she took a sip "Wow, a lot has happened this week! I got a new dog." The blond bursted, breaking the ice straight away.
"Really? That's great... Wait, doesn't Lexa hate dogs?" Raven asked.
"Well yeah, she really wasn't into the whole idea. But honestly she's totally warming up to the little guy."
Raven smirked knowing full well how much Lexa hates dogs, she was likely only putting up with it to let Clarke get her way. Lexa was a very head strong woman, but she did have her weaknesses when it came to love. Pulling out her phone again Clarke tapped away quickly, pulling up a blurry picture of the pup. The two started chattering away about the recent happenings, shortly after the mood shifted towards something a little more serious.
"Clarke..." Raven said, almost cautiously. The blond took a breath, realizing whatever the nervousness earlier was about, is finally surfacing.
"I know you need to tell me something... Just... Before you say it, just know I have your back." Clarke said confidently.
"Is that so?" Raven smirked, all apprehension vanishing almost a little too easily. "I don't like beating around when I have something to say, so I'm not going to sugar coat it... You know I've been together with Anya for over a year now, right?"
If it wasn't for the smirk, Clarke would have thought the big 'thing' was that Raven and Anya had broken up.
"...Yes?"
"Well we're comfortable enough with each other to 'experiment'." The brown eyed girl said, waiting for the continue nod from Clarke. "So since the four of us... You and your girl, are all good friends..."
"Out with it, Raven." Clarke interjected growing impatient with the one who only minutes before said she wouldn't beat around the point.
"Me and Anya... Wanted to know if you and Lexa would be down to have a foursome." Raven said, without batting an eye.
Clarke was taken aback by the suddenness of it, she blinked. While yes it was true Raven and her had had a threesome before with another person... Who is no longer in the picture. But that was years ago when they were teenagers, and they are both taken now and as flirty as the two had always been with each other in a playful manner... Clarke had thought that was the extent of it.
"I..." Lost for words Clarke looked at Raven, who still sported the devilish smirk. She swallowed, thoughts rushing around, she couldn't call it cheating if her girlfriend was there, so "cheating" wasn't a good reason. "I'll... Have to see how Lexa feels about it." Clarke finally finished.
"That wasn't a no." Raven smiled. "You do that." And just like that Raven stood up, and started heading out. Brushing down Clarke's shoulder as she passed her for the exit, which would have been viewed as nothing more than a friendly gesture, felt more heated... Knowing what was on her mind.
Looking back at Clarke before exiting she added "Let me know by tomorrow. We both have the week off, so we were heading up to Anya's parents old retreat." And with that, she left. Leaving Clarke shocked, confused and a little flustered.