And there was only one heater (Anarcia)
Marcia’s eyes skimmed over the page in front of her for the third time in a row. She had been hoping to finish reading this chapter before going to sleep, but her body seemed to have other plans, her eyelids so heavy it almost hurt just trying to keep them open. As she set the book on the bedside table, ready to turn off the light and doze off, she heard a light knock on her door. Marcia briefly considered ignoring it, but she figured nobody would be knocking at her door in the middle of the night unless it was important, so she pushed herself out of bed, shivering a bit as she lost the warmth of her comforter, and tugged on her favorite sweater as she walked over to open the door
“Anetra?” She questioned, pulling the sweater tighter around herself as she looked at her neighbor, bundled in a sweatsuit at least 3 sizes too large for her and yet still shaking like a leaf.
“My heater broke, and it's still snowing outside. Any chance I can crash on your couch until it's fixed? Or at least until it stops snowing… My apartment is just barely warmer than outside and the landlord is saying he can't get anyone out to repair it until Friday…” She was rambling, clearly nervous, and overwhelmed by the whole situation. The two of them got along fine but weren't exactly close enough that showing up uninvited in the middle of the night wouldn't feel at least a bit weird. Despite the fact that it probably should have felt a bit stilted, Marcia didn't feel that at all. In fact, she felt much more awake now, taking in the sight of the woman standing just about a foot away from her. Anetra looked much softer like this, with her deep brown hair messy and framing her face, her signature severe makeup wiped clean to reveal just how surprisingly sweet said face was. Marcia always thought Anetra was attractive, anyone who had eyes did, but like this, Marcia thought she looked downright kissable. The bags under her eyes and the raw spots on her lips where she had been chewing nervously at them just served to make Marcia find her even cuter, like she was getting the opportunity to peek behind the curtain, if even for just a night.
The blonde reached over to grab her hand without a word, making Anetra's mouth snap shut in surprise, cheeks going pink as she looked across at the woman standing in front of her, hand curling in to hold hers back after a moment.
“C’mon, get in here. Let's get you warmed up…” Marcia murmured, tugging her across the threshold and into her apartment.