Thread: An Unexpected Bounty (Virtue x MunchCat)

Another sickeningly hot evening found Lita sat cross-legged on the mattress surrounded loose papers and Chinese take-out. A carton of General Tso's chicken was held captive between her forelegs, a pair of chopsticks held between her teeth, and one of the papers was balanced on one knee. She wore only a black tank top that seemed to cling to her body and a pair of black undies. Even with so little clothes on, there was a sheen of sweat covering her skin. She pushed a pair of reading glasses up her nose before twisting her hair up to secure it with a large butterfly clip. Once her hands were free, she used the chopsticks to pop another piece in her mouth and absently chewed on it. Her body twisted as she reached for another piece of paper with one hand, the other digging her chopsticks back into place. Another minute of scanning, and a scowl crossed her features as she reached for a different page, swallowing her food down. Still can't believe you manage to get a physical copy from them, she murmured in a distracted tone. Her sister shrugged with a small smile. Larry wasn't happy, but after I explained how long it would be before we got wifi and how crappy our phone service is, he finally agreed to it. He also said he's going to look into better phones for us. For you, maybe. Lita chewed on the inside of her cheek before looking up. This isn't going to work. Their pay cut looks way too high, and how long is this contract supposed to be good for anyway? Lisa was leaning against the wall, going through her texts as her sister worked. Unlike Lita, her sister was fully dressed in a silver drape-neck sleeveless top, a simple black short skirt, black nylons, and black felt boots with silver accents. Also unlike Lita, she somehow looked as refreshed as ever, her make-up perfectly in place and her hair in a messy bun that somehow came across as sexy rather than lazy. Lita's question made her wince, and Lisa's shoulders rolled in a small shrug. Three years? Larry said it was a great amount of time to start. Plenty of time to get my name out there and even get a few albums under my belt. Lita stared at her sister for a long moment. Three years ? Did you see how many albums they expect you to produce during that time? And what are the conditions of the out clause? I... out clause? Lita's face paled. There's an out clause, right? Conditions under which you're able to leave the contract without legal ramifications? Lisa fidgeted with her phone, avoiding her sister's eyes. Well, I mean, Larry came highly recommended, and he's treated me so well so far, even helping us move here, and he's really given me no reason not to trust him. Lita shook her head and placed the papers lightly on the mattress beside her. Look, if he'd never take advantage of you, then what would be the harm in an out clause? I mean, really? That caught Lisa's attention. She finally met her sister's eyes. He said he's had clients abuse it in the past! They really left him hanging out to dry with it, so I told him I wouldn't need it, and you should have seen the relief! Lita sighed and slipped off her glasses, her shoulders slumping. Look, I have four words to say to that. Just four. Keisha. Supreme Court. Denied. Her sister looked flabbergasted. He would never do that! I- I can't even imagine! It's the ones you least suspect that are the most dangerous sis. Then by that logic, you're the most dangerous to me! Silence settled between them, heavy as the stifling evening air as they stared at each other. Finally, minutes- or maybe hours- later, there was a loud knock at the door. That's Larry. I need to be going. Wait, hold up! Lita moved the carton of Tso's and got up to grab her pants from the bathroom. Lisa was already out the door before her sister could even get one foot in, causing Lita to curse under her breath and abandon them. She ran over to the table beside the door and grabbed a small brown pouch, taking two steps out of their apartment to look down the hall as she called out, Head's up! Lisa, already near the side staircase, turned in time to catch the small can of pepper spray, looking mildly surprised. Lita added, Remember what I said! And... be careful? A smile touched Lisa's lips, and she called back, I will, and I will! Love you sis! Larry called for her impatiently from the stairs, and Lisa waved to her sister just before making her way down. Lita sighed and murmured, Love you too. Well now, what have we here? Lita spun around, the hairs on the back of her neck raised on end. A large man in a stained undershirt, jeans, and at least a few days' worth of stubble was leanng in the doorway across the hall, leering at her like a starved man might a hunk of steak. Beer belly, balding, and reeking of alcohol and cigarettes, he was the last thing Lita wanted to see. Nothing that concerns you, that's for damn sure. Her 'friendly neighbor' began to walk toward her, and she shamelessly walked backwards. Oh, I dunno 'bout that. It's good to be friendly with your neighbors, after all. As soon as the door frame slipped past her peripheral view, Lita quipped, I prefer keeping to myself, and reached to slam her door in his face. His foot shot out to catch it though. C'mon, stop being such a bitch. Lita arched a single eyebrow. Oh sweetie, I'm the bitch. She drew the door back just far enough to try to slam it on his foot again, but he didn't budge an inch. Bastard must have been wearing steel-toe boots. Look, she growled, my boyfriend should be here any minute now. My ex-military boyfriend, who gets pretty damn jealous easily. So for your own health, I suggest you get the fuck out of here. The stranger let out a sickening laugh before giving her a toothy grin. Nice one. Now let me in before anyone has to get hurt.