SS Halloween Special Ch 14

No time to think, no time to plan.

Elsa goes straight to her. “Hey,” she says.

Kayla turns her glowing smile on her. “Hi.”

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“Spilling that coffee. It was sweet of you to be cool about it,” Elsa says. She doesn’t care how lame she sounds. She has to make her move. If she doesn’t, she’ll be even more depressed than she was before the party.

“Oh. It’s nothing,” Kayla replies with a shrug accentuated by her cleavage, but it’s her eyes that Elsa can’t look away from. She’s never been this close and never had Kayla’s full attention before. Her waitress look with an apron is cute, but this is totally different. And her hair looks so shiny. How does she do that?

“Are you meeting someone?” Elsa asks.

Kayla snorts. “I guess you never know.”

Elsa’s heart races. “Do you want a drink?”

“Sure.”

“This way.”

Kayla accompanies her to the kitchen, where an oddly un-slutty Rapunzel blends margaritas for a nurse in scrubs that somehow does come off as slutty. It’s because it’s Kelly Huan, Elsa’s crush before she discovered Kayla. But Kelly is seeing some CGH girl, while Kayla is a college dropout known to sleep around with tons of guys. As far as Elsa’s brain is concerned, that makes her functionally single.

“Oh!” Elsa jumps and twists to see Kylie breezing by. She has now lost count of the swats to her bottom. “Sorry,” she says to Kayla. “That’s happening a lot.”

“I like your costume. What are you?”

“Mario,” Elsa replies.

“Are you sure?”

“No, but it starts with an M. I think. I’m a little drunk.”

“Lucky.” Kayla must have just gotten off work.

Rapunzel sees them staring and holds up the pitcher.

“Yes, please,” Elsa sings, snatching cups. She hands one to Kayla. “Who are you?”

“Poison Ivy.”

“Right. Right. I knew that.” Elsa touches her knuckles to the side of her head.

“You know. Save the planet and stuff.”

“Nice.”

An awkward moment passes, although that seems to entertain Kayla. She lifts her red cup.

“Cheers,” she says.

“Yup. Yup.” Elsa lifts her cup and takes a gulp, and only then remembers her situation. It is a situation that the constricting nature of the suit only makes worse. “Oh shit.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” Elsa says quickly. If she just pretends that her bladder doesn’t exist, the problem will just go away. She’s taken this approach to a lot of problems in her life. Results have been mixed. “Nothing. Have you been here before?”

“Not for a while. Man, it’s loud in here.”

Yes, the movie and the dancers are competing, and the more drunk everyone gets, the less control they have over volume.

“Oooh,” Kayla says, her brows lifting as she looks back into the front hall. May is leading another girl by the hand and taking her upstairs. Their body language is unmistakable. “Happy Halloween,” Kayla mutters.

Elsa smiles. “It is CCL. Even if it's kinda watered down these days.”

“Is it?”

Elsa nods, automatically taking a drink, which she instantly regrets. The pressure on her bladder is brutal. But Kayla seems interested; this is it—she can’t back out now.