- Posting Speed
- Speed of Light
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- 4 PM to 10 PM
- Writing Levels
- Adept
- Advanced
- Prestige
- Douche
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Female
- Transgender
- Futanari
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Modern, War, Sports, Racing, Action, Romance, Yuri
c a s s i e
The rest of Cassie's shift had gone smoothly. The encounter with North had lifted enough weight off of her shoulders for her to be able to focus properly. Not like she needed to do so. It wasn't rush hour or a fast day in particular. Most of the time Cassie was dicking around in the back chatting it up with her coworkers. There was a monitor inside that displayed a view up front, so Cassie could have a clear view and come outside when she needed. She didn't even remember that North was there. Cassie had been too preoccupied with herself and her coworkere to pay any mind to her hopefully newfound friend.
At last, she was finally off. Cassie had been released from the cafe after a rather long shift. Unfortunately, the sun was gone by then. Cassie was on her way walking back home, when she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. If someone was texting her, it might have been one of her roommates. They probably wanted her to pick up some groceries. No way. If they wanted some more Oreos they were going to have to go pick some up themselves. Cassie wasn't interested in sharing her favorite type of cookie with anyone else.
Cassie still had to see what it was, though. Opening the text, it was discovered that it was North. Well damn. The mad lass had actually decided to text her. Cassie wasn't expecting the text so soon, but it was better than not getting one at all. She smirked to herself as she finally arrived at her apartment. Walking up the stairs to the second floor, Cassie grabbed her keys from her bag and unlocked the door. What was revealed inside was a relatively unkempt apartment. It was clear a bunch of young adults lived here. A couple of her roommates, Kelsey and Jennifer, were on the couch sharing a sleeve of oreos as they were watching Netflix on their TV. Only a wave was exchanged between Cassie and her roommates before she went into her room and locked herself in there.
Throwing her bag aside, she went over to her bed and plopped down on it. Sighing, she pulled out her phone. Now was time to reply. Staring at the phone, she thought up of a response to North. "Hey North! How are ya?"