Ann/Millie, Ares. 163 words. for femslash100.
Ann doesn’t hate Millie any more than she hates Chris (which, for the record is not at all) but she does hate that everyone else at this party seems to be having fun (well, with the exception of Oren and Ben, who aren’t shocking exclusions given that Oren is the epitome of not fun and Ben’s stuck in the house of newlyweds, one of whom Ann lived with for years and can’t imagine much has changed.
No, she doesn’t hate Millie at all. That’s, she supposes, the problem. That she keeps trying to distract herself (and actually, for the most part, succeeds) by doing home improvement in a house that she’s amazed hasn’t fallen down around the foundation weeks ago. But the distraction doesn’t work completely, not when she can’t stop thinking about the way Millie’s body fits against Chris’s, about the way Millie’s body looks in her (completely ridiculous) costume. Not when Ann finds herself more jealous of Chris than for him.
