Blair gets the room

Finally it was time for bed. It had been a long day and the young woman welcomed the feeling of relaxation like an old friend; drifting off to sleep. She climbed under her covers, wearing only a loose fitting t-shirt and panties. Just as she nearly fully drifted off however, there was knock on her door.

“Beth? Beth can we talk?” The voice was hard to make out at first, but she soon realised it was Blair, but Beth couldn’t understand what he would want at this hour. In a huff, she threw off the covers and and nearly stomped her way across the room. She opened the door to find Blair wearing a t-shirt and boxer shorts.

“What do you want?’ Beth didn’t even attempt to hide her grumpy tone, and all she got in response was a bemused look from Blair.

“Well someone likes their beauty sleep,” he said repressing a laugh. “Look, genuinely sorry here but we need to talk about something important. Can I come in?”

“... fine,” she replied, motioning to enter. Blair nodded and walked in, taking note of the room.

“I like the red.”

“No distractions, just say what you’re gonna say,” Beth cut in,

“Well have it your way then,” he said with a sigh. He took a seat on the bed and looked her straight in the eyes. “What do you think of Gwen?”

“Huh?” Was all she could reply with.

“Simple; what do you think of her?”

“Well I mean… she’s a bit quiet, and a bit weird. She seems nice though, I guess.” Blair didn’t say anything at first, he just sat there and stared at her intently.

“I just want to start this by saying thank you again for letting us crash here. Gwen’s been running around like a headless chicken trying to find something.”

“You didn’t have family to turn too?” Beth asked curiously.

“Dad’s dead, and while I still talk to mom, Gwen not so much.”

“I know that feeling,” she said as a surge of anger coursed through her as quickly as it left. “Both of mine are still alive and kicking. Funnily enough, I don’t talk to either.”

“I won’t pry this time,” Blair said with a shrug. “Cause there’s something I need to warn you about Gwen.”

“Warn me about?” Beth could feel the tension in the air get suddenly thicker.

“Well you see...” Blair looked towards the door before continuing. “I take it you noticed how she acted earlier.”

“Like she’s never met another person before?”

“Contrary to belief she’s actually pretty sociable, the only problem is that she really wants to fuck you.”

Beth almost did a double take when she heard those words. She was in a state of shock. The thought had never crossed his mind that Gwen was gay, and she wanted to have sex with her. Beth had no way of knowing how she’d react and for the tiniest moment, she felt a tingling sensation down below.

“So she’s gay too?”

“Well actually were both bi-”

“That’s not the point!” She resisted the sudden urge to look down at her crotch, but she had definitely felt something a tad too familiar for her liking. She chose to ignore the feeling as best she could and focus on ending this conversation. “What do I even say to that?”

“Let me ask you straight out,” interrupted Blair, laughing to himself at the word straight. “Are you gay?”

“No!” Beth answered a little quickly and loudly. She cleared her throat and answered a little more quietly, “no.”

“Very convincing,” Blair said incredulously. “Look, Gwen is a good person, she usually can control herself around others, however she has a sort of… a condition that can make that difficult. And it doesn’t help that you tick all her boxes.”

“Boxes?”

“You know, cute, black, big hair, nice pair of tits-” Beth instinctively covered her chest. “Relax, unlike her I have a lot more self-control around the fairer sex. All I’m saying is you’re making things difficult for her, so for the foreseeable future, it would best to avoid her when you can.”

“Well thanks for warning me I guess,” Beth said trying her hardest not to feel disturbed.

“Anytime, now that I’ve got you here anyway, perhaps we could get to know each other better, eh?” He finished with a suggestive wink

Bethany had lost enough sleep tonight that she wasn’t gonna lose anymore to Blair’s weird ass. In her mind she was left with two options, she could shove Blair out of her room and go back to sleep, or storm out and grab a drink, making a point so Blair would take a hint and leave on his own.