Remedy

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟼: 𝚃𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚆𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜

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"Normani, we need to talk."

Normani gently closed her Macbook Pro and pushed it away from her.  She twirled around in her seat at Solána's kitchen island and greeted the older woman a bright smile, only to be met with a frown.

"What happened?"  Normani asked in a voice laced with concern.  "Is everything okay?"

The Houston native nibbled on her bottom lip in anticipation as a defeaning silence fell upon the room.  Solána had been acting weird all morning.  She barely spoke to the older woman, and whenever she did, it was one-word responses.   Admittedly, Normani was concerned, but she didn't want to pry and trigger her lover any further.  Was she frustrated?  Yes, but meeting Solána with the same attitude wouldn't solve anything, it would only make matters worse.

"Obviously not," Solána snipped, with a quick roll of her eyes. 

Normani's face scrunched up in disapproval, eyes wandering the room, looking for who the hell Solána was talking to because it couldn't have been her. There's just no way. At this point, it was taking everything in her not to give Solána a good-ole Hamilton curse out, modeled after Andrea Hamilton herself, who was known for her rather colorful vocabulary when she was angry or displeased.  To most, Normani is calm, unproblematic, and the peacemaker of her friend group, but best believe, if you cross her, you'll experience a version of her that is the complete opposite.  An angry Normani plays no games.

With that being said, the only thing sparing Solána is Normani's undeniable soft-spot for the woman, despite their complicated past.

Solána huffed in annoyance before continuing, "Like, do you even care about me, Normani?  And be honest."

The psychologist furrowed her eyebrows, not understanding why her lover was questioning her feelings, nor why she had such an attitude.  Seeing as the validity of her feelings were being questioned, Normani refrained from taking the argumentative approach of checking Solána for her attitude.  Instead, she decided to listen to her to find out what was really going on.

"Of course I care about you, Lána," Normani re-assured sweetly as her doe-eyes scanned the angry woman's face in concern.  "Where's all this coming from?"

"Oh I don't know...Maybe it's because I made plans for us to go out on a date yesterday and you canceled on me because you had to go to work...'on your day off' ", Solána air-quoted with a scoff before her eyes quickly enlarged like balloons being filled for a spoiled child's birthday party. "Wait...are you cheating on me or something?"

"No," Normani reassured with a light chuckle, "I'm not cheating on you. But, with all due respect, if I were to 'cheat', it wouldn't be considered cheating because we aren't even together."

Solána slowly nodded her head with her lips sucked in between her mouth. "Noted. Have a nice day at work." She turned away from Normani and proceeded to walk away at the speed of light, not caring to hear whatever else Normani had to say.

"Dammit, I should've kept my mouth shut," Normani muttered to herself before shaking her head. She could hear the loud thuds of her lover's footsteps on the stairs and eventually the floor above her, signaling that the woman was quite pissed off. Clearly, she wanted to be followed.   If not, she wouldn't have stomped all the way upstairs and slammed her bedroom door.