Galinda barely slept that night, her body hyperaware of the fact Elphaba was sleeping only a few feet away from her. She blushed as she remembered the physical reaction her body had had to the feeling of the green witch pressed into her, and she tried to ignore the nagging in her head that told her it was anything but physical.
The blonde sighed as she continued to stare up at the ceiling, attention perking as she heard a slight groan come from the other bed. Galinda strained to see, the early morning sun barely pushing any light through the window, but once her eyes adjusted and the picture next to her became clear, her face flushed.
Elphaba laid on her back, seemingly still as her head pressed into her pillows a little more than it would had she just been sleeping. But it was the slight movement occurring under her sheets that caught Galinda’s attention, the Frottican trying her hardest not to stare out of the corner of her eye as her roommate’s obvious pumps increased in speed.
“She’s doing…that…while I’m in the room?!” Galinda angrily thought to herself, continuing to watch as Elphaba’s mouth fell open. The blonde bit her bottom lip, trying to stay as still as possible as her roommate whimpered.
“Glinda…” Galinda was sure all the blood in her body was now in her face, trying to figure out in her mind any other word that she could have mistaken her name for.
Have I mentioned how much I love this fan fiction?
I received a lot of rude reviews over my original epilogue. While I still stand by it, I also have written an alternative version to appease.
Loved the original ending. This one was good too. Say strong! People are dumb <3