05: Chillness

"You met Damien Martinez!!!” Bell vo​cif​er​at​ed, standing up from where she was sitting on the kitchen counter in their little apartment, they had been sharing since they met, as soon as Mystique told her little encounter with the bastard.

Mystique frowned “Not so loud Isabelle” sometimes she wondered why she told the idiot anything.

Bell unanticipatedly moved closer to the other. “Tell me, how does he look?”

“Why would I want to tell you such information, if you had gone in with me, you would have seen the asshole for yourself” 

Bell pouted as she playfully poked Mystique's arm. “I thought you understand misty”

“Let me be Bell, let me think of how to return that bastard’s money” Mystique rested her cheeks on the back of her palm while her elbow was placed on the kitchen counter.

“He told you not to return it”

“And Yo