Donna heaved a sigh as she pulled her famous quesdillas out of the oven. Seven o'clock. So they were fifteen minutes late. Donna didn't mind though, they were superheroes after all.
Donna had everything under control in her mini-apartment at the Titans East Tower. Plently of food, all the good chick flicks, and the right drinks, Sprite for Cassie and red wine for her Diana.
Taking off her apron to reveal a flowy blue empire-waist top and faded blue skinny jeans, Donna began tapping her foot impaitently, funny how that was a virtue she never seemed to have....
Cassie lands down behind Diana, dressed casually in an almost sheer, long-sleeved white t-shirt, a grey cable knit tunic vest, and a pair of jeans tucked into a pair of brown boots.
"I'm here, I'm here. I was, uh, having problems with my curling iron." She grins at Donna as she wraps her arms around one of the three women she considers to be an older sister and mentor.
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Donna had everything under control in her mini-apartment at the Titans East Tower. Plently of food, all the good chick flicks, and the right drinks, Sprite for Cassie and red wine for her Diana.
Taking off her apron to reveal a flowy blue empire-waist top and faded blue skinny jeans, Donna began tapping her foot impaitently, funny how that was a virtue she never seemed to have....
Where were they?
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"Diana," she said, embracing her friend and sister as she opened the door. "Welcome! I'm so glad that you could come. Is Cassandra with you?"
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"I'm here, I'm here. I was, uh, having problems with my curling iron." She grins at Donna as she wraps her arms around one of the three women she considers to be an older sister and mentor.
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