Genevieve was in the zone painting another piece of work for the ep release. The newest fallout boy song was blasting in the back round (have you listened to The Last of the Real Ones?!) creating blissful creativity. For a short while the memories of last week weren't weighing in her mind and the o let thing she had to think about was Hamilton kicking ass at the cabinet battles.

    "Nevi!" Winslow said coming through the door. She had managed to tell Winslow everything except the fact that she had a giant crush on her and spent her last hospital night playing stupid games on Winslow's phone.

    "Hey Winnie, how's your morning been?" She asks, the darker complex girl smiles.

    "Good, I went out for a coffee and saw the cutest girl at the coffee shop, I was going to get her number until her girlfriend came in and I'm not one to move in on a taken chick" she says, Genevieve's fighting every urge to drop her paint brush and jaw.

    "You're gay...?" Genevieve asks, Winslow nods.

"Known since I was fourteen, my moms hella supportive too. You're not a homophobe are you because you don't seem like one" Winslow asks, Genevieve smiles and gives the girl a hug.

"Of course not, you'll be my best friend no matter who you love. To be totally honest I'm bi-sexual" she admits, Winslow pulls away from their hug but they stare eachother in the eyes, very closely.

"You're into girls, that's good" she says, Genevieve nods.

"It is" she responds. They stare a few more seconds.

"So what painting are you working on?" Winslow says quickly, they move away from eachother awkwardly but steal glances at eachother when the other isn't looking...

They've always been so goddamn cute...