roryalexishudson:
“You think I’ve never tried to catch things in my mouth before? Please, give me a bit of the credit. I can catch it, I used to do it in school and people would place bets. I won so much money.” The French girl smirked, pulling her hair up into a high ponytail, arching her back in the oversized band t-shirt she was wearing with underwear as her pyjamas. Was anything that just came out of her mouth factual? It sure as hell was not but Laurel had no way of knowing that so it was a compelling thing to go along with. Licking her lips she snapped her teeth a couple of times with a wiggle of her eyebrows, playing up to the joke from the other. “I am amazing with my mouth, you have no idea.” With a quick wink she hit her palms against her thighs a couple of times. “Allons-y, I am ready!”
Rory talked so fast Laurel would consistently repeat what she said over and over in her head. She wondered what she was like before her life in Portland, and every day she aimed to learn more about her. “Your life stories sound like fever dreams. One time I fell on the sidewalk and landed above a sewage grate and saw something gleaming in the dark and saw that a diamond ring had fallen inside and I created a contraption with the supplies in my satchel to retrieve it. Pawned it and paid the next three months rent with that cash.” Laurel smirked at Rory’s statement. “Is there a French way of saying ‘That’s what she said’?” She licked her lips, gaze focused on her mouth. Laurel angled her elbow, fingers pinching the popcorn, and released her grip, watching it lob in the air.
“So the game goes like this: as I try to toss this piece of popcorn in your mouth, you gotta move your head around to catch it. The trick is to use your tongue.” Laurel wiggled into her spot on the couch, clad in her Snoopy pajama shorts, right beside Rory. It had only been a couple months since she moved in with her and Mason, but Rory didn’t shy away from asking Laurel to run to the grocery store for a candy bar or to refill her Arizonas--she definitely made herself at home. After all, it’s what Laurel offered her anyway. “You should be really good at this since you really know how to move that mouth,” she teased.