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Visible Bisexuality: We Plan for This
Sep. 27th, 2016 01:30 pmPlanners 'Verse has a landing page here. Samantha and Bella are new characters.
"Don't worry." Samantha had been saying that a lot in the last few days. "My family plans for this sort of thing."
The first time, Bella had asked "What sort of thing?" because she couldn't quite imagine anyone planning for being stuck in a basement that had sealed itself on some computer malfunction.
Samantha's answer, cool as anything, hadn't helped one bit. "End-of-the-world-as-we-know-it scenarios. Here, take this."
The second time she'd asked again, because she couldn't see how "I don't have anything to wear" counted as any sort of apocalyptic scenario and she didn't want to think about what was going on outside.
Samantha had smirked, playful this time. "Scarcity situations. We'll be here for a few days, at least. Here, take this."
The third time, Bella just asked "is there anything your family doesn't plan for?" They were playing Scrabble by the light of a very nice LED lantern, in a bunker bedroom nicer than her first-year dorm.
Samantha smiled playfully. "Well, I suppose we didn't really have a plan for me getting stuck down here alone... but, then again, I didn't."
"You could've gotten stuck down here with Dane, though, if you'd planned it better." Dane was Samantha's boyfriend of three years, although Bella found him a little unpleasant.
Samantha smiled, which wasn't really what Bella had expected. "Well, who would you rather be stuck down here with?"
"You or Dane? You. I like girls, remember?"
Samantha waggled an eyebrow. "And who's saying I didn't plan for this? My family plans for this sort of thing."
Bella found herself without any answer but a blush. That was all right; Samantha clearly had plans for her tongue that didn't involve talking.
"Don't worry." Samantha had been saying that a lot in the last few days. "My family plans for this sort of thing."
The first time, Bella had asked "What sort of thing?" because she couldn't quite imagine anyone planning for being stuck in a basement that had sealed itself on some computer malfunction.
Samantha's answer, cool as anything, hadn't helped one bit. "End-of-the-world-as-we-know-it scenarios. Here, take this."
The second time she'd asked again, because she couldn't see how "I don't have anything to wear" counted as any sort of apocalyptic scenario and she didn't want to think about what was going on outside.
Samantha had smirked, playful this time. "Scarcity situations. We'll be here for a few days, at least. Here, take this."
The third time, Bella just asked "is there anything your family doesn't plan for?" They were playing Scrabble by the light of a very nice LED lantern, in a bunker bedroom nicer than her first-year dorm.
Samantha smiled playfully. "Well, I suppose we didn't really have a plan for me getting stuck down here alone... but, then again, I didn't."
"You could've gotten stuck down here with Dane, though, if you'd planned it better." Dane was Samantha's boyfriend of three years, although Bella found him a little unpleasant.
Samantha smiled, which wasn't really what Bella had expected. "Well, who would you rather be stuck down here with?"
"You or Dane? You. I like girls, remember?"
Samantha waggled an eyebrow. "And who's saying I didn't plan for this? My family plans for this sort of thing."
Bella found herself without any answer but a blush. That was all right; Samantha clearly had plans for her tongue that didn't involve talking.
