2 Broke Girls One Shot

The aroma of sizzling bacon filled your apartment, once it was done to the perfect crispiness you slid it from the pan and sat it with care next to the fluffy, butter patter pancakes.

"Come and have breakfast, I know you aren't shy Max." She tried to sneak past you in a hasty bid to leave your apartment undetected, but unbeknownst to her the tiles above your kitchen counter gave an almost perfect reflection to your bedroom door. She had ditched her attire from last night and instead had swapped out for something much more suited for a day of hangover recovery, an old band shirt that you had picked up on a tour many years ago, the worn fabric draped massively over her much smaller form.

"I don't really know what I'm doing here. I can't remember anything from last night except leaving with Caroline and then losing her a few hours later in a biker bar."

"All I know is that you were way out of it when you rocked up here at about five in the morning, so thanks for making me think I was getting burgled again." You sat her pancakes down in front of her and as if you and Max had never ended she drowned them in a past healthy serving of syrup and fought through the hangover to fight them.

"Oh, thank god, so we didn't have sex?" The look of relief on her face was immeasurable. "Because to be honest I was going to have to ask for ten dollars for the pregnancy test. I know those T.V shows where the woman doesn't know she's pregnant and then drops a baby in an airplane toilet pay well but to be honest I don't think me and Caroline would make good faux lesbian parents."

"Nope, you came in, made a crazy amount of noise and then kicked me out of bed and dribbled over all of my pillows so... thanks for that."

"I really don't know why I came back here of all places... I know people way closer to that bar that would have let me crash on their sofa for the night. Not to mention that my apartment is literally one stop from here and I've done the journey from far longer on far worse than alcohol." She struggled to look up from her breakfast as she spoke to you.

"I don't know Max... how abouts you finish up that, maybe a shower wouldn't go amiss and then we can talk about it."

"Good idea."

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Written by Aaron.