Farah pressed her lips into a smile, but it was fleeting. "Right. Let's go inside." She got out and made her way around the front of her car to get to the sidewalk. Her eyes darted around, looking for the people she knew would be hiding in plain sight. She spotted one – a man in a dark jacket by the bus stop – and stepped in a way that she purposefully obscured his view of Alyssa.
Alyssa could tell something was off. She walked inside nether the less.
Farah held onto Alyssa's forearm protectively, and she didn't stop moving until they reached their studio suite, and she locked the door behind her. She rested against the wall and sighed. Blood still trickled weakly from her nose.
"Here." She insisted "Let's go to the bathroom and clean you up." Alyssa smile reaching her hand out to Farah. "And the motherfucker got blood on my shoes!"
Farah chuckled softly and slipped her fingers into Alyssa's hand. "At least they're not Manolos~" she teased.
"Oh thank the gods there not Manolos!" Alyssa replied very seriously.
"You'd still look so good in them…" Farah leaned in and kissed Alyssa a bit messily.
Alyssa got a little blood on her cheek but she didn't mind. When they got to the bathroom Alyssa took a cloth and ran it under cool water. "Her." She said and gave the cloth to Farah.
Farah plucked it from her girlfriend's fingers and held it to her face. "I'm sorry," she murmured. "I thought he knew better than to come at me in front of my partner."
"Nah it's fine I love kicking random shady people in the face and pointing a gun at them." Alyssa exclaimed genuinely happy.
Farah laughed quietly. "Yes, darling, I know you do." Still, a regretful tone filled her voice. "But you were still in danger. I don't know what I would've done with myself if he hurt you."
"He can't hurt me because I am too awesome for that." Alyssa bragged. She was 70% bragging 30% trying to make Farah feel better
Farah laughed quietly, wanting to make Alyssa feel better about the situation too. “I just don’t need you worrying. That’s my job.”
"Well don't you worry because I am always worrying in the back of my mind." She said in a soft voice.
"You can't tell me to stop worrying," Farah purred, leaning in and kissing Alyssa quickly.
Alyssa kissed her back. "Your feet have to hurt in those heels. Do you want to take them off and get Pjs on?" She asked calmly.
"It's not too bad," Farah muttered, but even as she said it, she stepped out of them. "You just wanted to be a little less shorter than me."
"No I just want you to be comfortable." She said truthfully.
"You're so sweet, my angel," Farah murmured, gently lowering her lips to place light kisses on Alyssa's neck and collarbone.
"Ok ok lets get comfy and then cuddle in bed k?" She asked with a smile on her face
Farah nuzzled her nose into the hollow of Alyssa's throat. "Okay." She kissed one more time, then pulled back and bent down to pick up her heels.
Alyssa headed to the bedroom to change into her PJs. She got into her comfy PJ's and started to undress putting her dress in a laundry basket and getting fluffy pjs pants on and a fluffy shirt. After she got changed she put her bunny slippers on and sat in bed.
Farah changed as well, wearing a loose tank top and grey-white tie-died sweatpants. She let her hair down to brush it, then she tied it into a high tail before coming to join Alyssa in bed. “You look very comfortable,” she purred.
"Thats because I'm not wearing Manolos~" Alyssa teased.
Farah squinted her eyes. "You won't let my shoes drop, will you?"