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    Situations…

    “Bette, your breakfast is ready…” Tina called from the kitchen.

     

    “On my way…” came the echoey reply.

     

    Tina smiled as she poured the boiling water into the two awaiting mug’s, the strong coffee just what was needed for what was sounding like ‘one of those mornings’ for her beloved.

     

    “Okay, I’m here… Jesus, I am so late today…”

     

    Tina looked up as Bette came around the corner into the kitchen, a smirk crossing her face as she took in Bette’s appearance.

     

    “WHAT…?”

     

    “Nothing babe…, uh… have you done something different with your hair?”

     

    Bette brought her hand to the clips she had placed on either side of her forehead, “Uh… yeah does it look okay?”

     

    “Well… um…” Tina brought her hand to her mouth, in order to hide the smirk that was gaining pace across her lips.

     

    Bette reached up to the clip, taking it out to explain her predicament, “its sticking up… look…” she pointed to the offending curl which was standing at right angles away from her head, “it won’t stay down, I’ve wet it, redried it, moussed it, waxed it, the bastard thing just sticks up like a fucking antennae…”

     

    Tina continued to squirm as Bette unclipped the second clip, “and this fucker…”, she pointed to another curl that curled straight around into her face, “no matter what I do with this, it ends up in my fucking eye…”

     

    “Do you have any other clips you could wear Bette, these kinda look like something Alice would wear…?”

     

    Bette’s face dropped, her efforts of overcoming the situation being dashed by Tina’s comments, “NO, I… Do… Not… Have… Any… Other… Clips…”

     

    “Okay, these will be fine babe, it looks great…” Tina could feel the tension continuing to rise, the flushed look on Bette’s face telling her that she needed to try and pacify her already stressed girlfriend, her mental calculations telling her this was a decent case of P.M.T.

     

    “Why don’t you have some coffee babe?”

     

    “I can’t I’m already late…”

     

    Bette stepped forward to place a kiss on Tina’s lips, her flat parted fringe amongst the ravenous midnight curls, giving Tina cause to stifle the bubble of laughter that was rising to the surface.

     

    “See you later, okay babe?”

     

    “Yeah, love you…” Bette said as she turned to walk toward the door.

     

    "Bette…?”

     

    “WHAT NOW?”

     

    “You have your skirt tucked into your knickers…”

     

    “Oh for fucksake…” Bette squirmed her body unhitching the skirt from her underwear, the embarrassed look back at her partner one of the rising frustration.

     

    “Bette…?”

     

    Tina was met with a silent scathing look, the day had not started well.

     

    “You have toilet paper stuck to the heel of your shoe…”

     

    Bette let out a big sigh, standing on one foot to reach down and remove the offending white tissue, silently stepping over to the bin, stamping on the pedal to lift the lid as the tissue stuck to her fingers, her hand flapping to try and loosen it, the paper finally falling and floating to the floor.

     

    Tina watched in amusement as things had gone from bad to worse, she walked over to Bette, bending to pick the tissue up and placing it into the bin.

     

    “I think you may have a touch of PMT babe…?” Tina said hesitantly, trying to alleviate the feelings within Bette.

     

    “I DO NOT HAVING FUCKING PMT!”

     

    Tina looked at the flushed face before her, smiling as Bette stomped to the front door, swinging it open and slamming it closed after her.

     

    Tina stepped to the chair picking up Bette’s briefcase and holding out her hand as her instinct told her the front door would be opening… right about now…

     

    The front door flew open with the mumbles coming from Bette, “Jesus.. forgot my fucking brief…” she looked up seeing Tina holding out the briefcase to her.

     

    Tina smiled as she passed the bag over.

     

    “Oh… thanks… bye…” Bette slopped out of the door, making sure she shut it quietly on her way out.

     

    Tina shook her head, smiling, finally letting out the laughter that had been surfacing for the last ten minutes, she voiced the thoughts passing through her mind, “god I love that woman…”

    Comments

    1. No way I will never get tired of these. Bette should’ve done what I do when my hair can’t be fixed or I’m too lazy to fix it. Brush it out and throw on a ballcap. lol But I’m having a dumb moment. I forgot what PMT is. =O

    2. It’s cute to see Bette who is always perfectly groomed to encounter those daily occurences that we all occassionally suffer from. She shouldn’t drive. Uh, oh.

    3. Hey Jo, These little segments are hilarious and sentimental. They aer completely adorable and a wonderful change of pace from so many other stories on the site. Please continue to add humor and heartwarming emotions to these touching glances of Bette and Tina’s lives. Thank you so much for this light and fluffy moments. Most enjoyable. Your Loyal Fan.

    4. Could never tire of these ….they are really great…Its just such a lighthearted way of showing Bette and Tina…in everyday situations….you really cant go wrong with this kind of humour….i seriously couldnt stop laughing…Anyone that can make Bette look like this and still make her adorable…well hun you have to keep writing em….Love them all!

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