"So you fucked Grant, stole his underwear, ran away, possibly were pregnant, and now after that you're all happy couple? Oh and you're still wearing this underwear?"

Sasha stared at her best friend rather weirdly, her voice a bit too loud as they were sitting outside a coffee shop. Luckily, there wasn't many people near them and the old man who did manage to hear bits was far too invested in feeding the birds.

Rey however cringed at the intensity of her best friends words, taking a sip of her coffee as it dawned on her that it was far too early for her to be dealing with this shit. "Why must you be so loud. When you put it like that it sounds horrible and for the record I've washed these underwear, they're like comfiest ones I own."

"Comfy because they are Grants, or comfy because they are cotton?" Sasha raised a brow.

"Comfy because they don't ride up my ass." Rey clarified.

"Back to the task at hand," the light brown haired girl spoke, leaning over the table and smacking the raven haired girl across the top of the head. It was loud enough that a distinctive thump was heard.

"Son of a bitch!" The Monetenegro yelled aloud, grasping the top of her ruffled head as the slap slightly pounded in her head. She rubbed with her palm softly before lifting the cold drink to it in a soothing manner. "Okay ow, I deserved that one."

Sasha nodded as she plopped back down. "Yes you did, and WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME EARLIER! EXCUSE ME, YOU FACETIME ME THE SECOND YOU'VE GOTTEN HOME!"

"OKAY! OKAY!" Rey lifted her hands in surrender."I'm sorry! I GIVE UP!"

"Good!" Sasha nodded her head with crossed arms as her eyes slitted. "That baby better have been named after me."

"Sure..." Rey shrugged back with an amused smirk as she began sipping on her drink once more.

"So? Back to the important part of that, you and Grant? Really? Grant Fucking Gustin?" Sasha emphasized the ending, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Technically Grant Fucking Reyna, but yes. We are, sort of." Rey nodded back at her, sighing towards the end.

"What's this sort of? Either Rent has become canon or it hasn't. Either way someones getting a pep talk from me and your cousin and probably getting smacked around by me. Also, I'm assuming Carlos doesn't know about this shit?" The light haired girl talked as rapidly as possible, only understood by her best friend who nodded along.

"Yes, we are dating but he wants to talk to Carlos about it after the party tomorrow and also yes he doesn't know so shut it. He's gonna be pissed as is, best not to poke the bear or else he might just kill Grant." Rey grumbled.

"Well... kill isn't exactly the way I would put it. Remember what he did to that one guy who smacked your ass sophomore year? There was hot sauce and teeth all over the library." Sasha laughed, her mind briefly wandering back.

Rey shivered, remembering just how overprotective her cousin actually was. The boy might not have looked tall or strong but get him riled up and it's like you literally unleashed pure evil. There was a reason she was as tough as she was. "Don't remind me, the only reason he wasn't actually sentenced was because they didn't believe he did that to an actual football player. Let's go, we gotta get going so they don't get suspicious."

"Okay Mrs. Gustin."

"Oh don't start with your shit Mrs. O'Brien."