Wrong Number

June 27, 2015

"I should change, right? I can't wear this I need to put something else on? Maybe I should-" Winter was nervous and it was clear through her rambling as her and Josie met up with Chris at the airport.

"You look great. We don't have time for you to change, let's go." Chris was quickly ushering them out of the airport.

"Winter, you look hot in that uniform so shut up and let's go." Josie smacked her ass as they followed Chris to his car.

An hour later they got to the set, Winter holding onto Josie's hand as they followed Chris across the set. Josie laughed as she felt her best friend shaking.

Scarlett's back was to them for the scene she was filming and she didn't even realize they were there until she turned around. Her eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open, "Holy shit!" She squealed as the director called cut, "You're here."

Winter just giggled before the shorter blonde was tightly wrapping her arms around her, "Yes, ma'am. I'm here."

"Wait, did everyone know you were coming?"

"That depends on who Christopher told."

Scarlett spotted Josie hiding with Chris, phone in hand, "And you brought Josie." She stated, excitedly, motioning Josie over and hugging her.

A few minutes passed and Josie had wandered off, something that Winter didn't notice until they were going to leave and get changed.

"Where in the fuck did she go?"

"Oh, she left with Lizzie. Something about donuts, I don't know."

Winter stopped breathing for a second when Robert walked over and she held tightly to Scarlett's hand, "itsroberdowneyjr." She muttered, her words stringing together.

Robert just laughed, "You're even cuter in person. Good job, Scar."

"As soon as you start breathing again, go back to my trailer, bubs. I'll be there in an hour or so."

An hour passed and Scarlett found Winter passed out on the couch, her arm hanging off the couch with her phone. She bent down in front of the sleeping brunette and gently put her hand on her arm.

"Winter, wake up." She shook her arm, but Winter didn't budge, "Winnie, bubs, wake up."

Winter woke up abruptly, sitting up so fast that she almost head butted Scarlett, "I fell asleep, nice."

Scarlett laughed, "I thought you were going to change?"

"I was, but then I sat down and I was texting someone, don't remember who. And here we are."

"You're a dork. Why don't we change and then go get some food?"

Winter shrugged, "Sounds good. I could eat."

Winter was unbuttoning her shirt when she glanced over to see Scarlett quickly diverting her eyes, acting like she wasn't watching.

Winter smirked, "Like what you see, babes?"

Scarlett's face flushed, "I wasn't looking."

"Ha! I call bullshit." She snapped back, "It's okay, I know I'm hot."

Winter couldn't help but laugh at the red creeping into Scarlett's face. And she was probably getting more joy out of it than she should've.

***
It was late when Winter collapsed onto Scarlett's bed, holding her stomach as she groaned, "Why'd you make me eat so many wings?"

"I didn't make you do anything."

"You said I couldn't eat more than you, so this is your fault because you challenged me." Winter argued.

"You're ridiculous." Scarlett said, pulling a tank top over her head, "Now who's staring?"

Winter felt her cheeks heat up, but shrugged, "Not my fault your hot."

Scarlett rolled her eyes and swatted at Winter's leg, "Are you sleeping with me tonight?"

"Do you want me to?"

"Sure."

"I'm a great cuddler, by the way." Winter added, "Just in case you were wondering."

Scarlett got into bed next to her, "I'll be the judge of that."

Winter jokingly saluted her, "Yes, ma'am." She giggled before holding her arms out, "Now, come here."

Scarlett turned the light off and wiggled her way into Winter's arms.

Five minutes went by before Winter said anything, "How do you always smell so good?"

Scarlett laughed, snuggling closer and holding Winter around her waist, "I don't know. I guess I'm just that good."

"You smell like flowers all of the time, that's not fair." Winter muttered, "I wanna smell like flowers all the time."

"You do smell good. You smell like vanilla for some reason."

"That's good." Winter said, her words slurring in her half asleep state.

"Go to sleep. I know you're tired." Scarlett kissed her forehead and it wasn't long before Winter was quietly snoring.