A stupid thing to fight about

Ami sipped her latte happily as she walked the two blocks to her apartment. It was the best she'd ever had. She didn't catch that new girl's name, but she sure knew how to make a delicious drink.

Her step felt lighter, her mood less grim as she stepped through the front door. She couldn't remember the last time she felt so carefree and happy. "Minako, I'm home! Do you want to watch a movie tonight? Maybe some episodes of one of your drama shows?"

A sleepy Minako dressed in only an oversized tee shirt appeared in the doorway to the kitchen. Her shirt slipped down over one shoulder slightly and it was obvious at a glance that she wore no bra; the front of her shirt pulled gently around her full breasts, the nipples clearly visible against the material.

Her beautiful long hair had been loosely braided and she had a gooey pale green mask of some kind of lotion or cream on her face. Minako was all ready for a good night's sleep.

"Oh," she said, "I guess? If you want to... I hadn't really thought you would be up for anything. You're usually just content to be alone in your room." Minako shifted her feet.

Ami could tell that her friend had no interest in anything but sleep. She was only agreeing out of pity for her poor, pitiful nerd friend. Ami felt a slicker if anger rise in her but she suppressed it, waving a hand instead.

"Oh, no, you're clearly ready for bed. Please don't let me disturb you. I'll just go process the new data we got from that fight." She took another sip from her latte to calm herself.

'Pretty little Princess V over here, trying to pity me, she doesn't even realize her own love life is a train wreck. Boys just date her because they think she's easy. They all cut and run when they realize she's just a high-maintenance bitch.' she fumed internally.

Ami smiled gently at Minako's very annoying but well-intentioned protests. "No, no. You go sleep."

"It's fine, Ami, really. If you want—"

"Just go to bed, Mina!" Ami snapped harshly, completely out of character.

A long moment passed before Minako nodded. Whether dad or angry it was impossible to know, Sailor Venus was very skilled at hiding her true feelings. "If that's what you want."

"I want you to go fuck yourself." Ami muttered under her breath as Minako turned and retreated quietly towards her bedroom.

Ami had other things that needed her attention, anyway. She raised her latte to her lips again only to realize it was already empty. The inner peace she'd found on the walk home was shattered, replaced by a piercing sense of frustration and irritation.

She took a deep breath, centering herself. Such fits were very uncommon but Ami barely noticed. She just wanted more of that heavenly brew. "Fine, I'll just go get another one. It's only two blocks."

She grabbed her coat and keys, stepped back into her shoes, and raised her voice down the hall. "Mina! I'm going back out. I have my keys, I'll lock up."

She didn't wait for an answer; there was latte to be had.