There’s A Nap For That
Based on this post: “If you both agree to take a nap instead of going out, it’s a date.”
Or: The one where Bellamy and Clarke keep taking naps together. You know, platonically. See also: Let Them Rest
A/N: I started this before New Years and thought it would be done in like, three days. Oh how naive. But hey, here we are!
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Clarke doesn’t plan to be alone on New Year’s Eve, but she also doesn’t plan not to be alone–if that makes sense. She could fly back to Los Angeles and attend her mother’s extravagant corporate party, if she wanted to put herself through that. It’s definitely an option.
But she’s long since decided that it’s better to deal with the vague feelings of missing out on the New Year’s celebration over fielding questions about why she’s not following in her mother’s footsteps or, god forbid, whether she’s gotten over “that whole sexuality thing” yet.
So she calls Abby the night before the party, fulfills her yearly, good-daughter quota of well wishes and pleasantries, and calls it good.
And really, doing nothing on New Year’s Eve is kind of the best thing that’s happened her, stress-wise, in the last six months.
She works in the graphic design department for an uber-trendy website that facilitates commissions for freelance artists, which makes it an incredibly lucrative avenue to get her name out there in the industry. It just also happens that the company is very concerned with staying up-to-date with aesthetic trends, and has her changing logos and web layouts on a weekly basis.
It’s the kind of somewhat crappy, over demanding job that she feels weirdly excited to have, because it means her mom isn’t paying people to make her life easier.
But it has been running her to the bone, so she’s positively delighted to do absolutely nothing for a night.
Or she is until she finds out that Bellamy also doesn’t have plans for New Year’s Eve.