Note: This fic is completely ridiculous and silly and I wrote it for fun. Fun meaning, I did not feel like editing it. There are punctuation errors and grammar errors and I just do not care. This is something I wrote, ran through it to make sure nothing big error wise stuck out, and posted it. I hope you guys like this ridiculously bad idea I had.

"Lapis!" Peridot calls out her roommates' name and when she doesn't answer continues to call her name, loudly, in various accents until she answers and comes into her room. "Will you just come here?!" She shouts, trying to untangle herself from her covers before ultimately falling from her bed and her phone clattering to the floor.

"What do you want?" Lapis asks calmly, standing by the bedroom door. "Why are you on the floor?" She raises an eyebrow before taking a bite of the sandwich in her hands.

"Look at this!" She fights her way out of the blankets and grabs her phone before getting up quickly, nearly falling again. She shoves her phone into Lapis' face. "Someone sent me nudes!"

"Woohoo, go you? Should we have a party?" Lapis backs up to take a proper look at the photo, "I mean, she's hot? Is that what you wanted me to say?"

"I don't know who she is! I was taking a nap and all of a sudden-"

"A nap? It's nine in the morning. When did you go to bed?"

"That's not important right now. So, I was taking a nap and suddenly I get a bunch of texts from her."

"Just tell her it's the wrong number but you're willing to hit that if she's into you. So, please get your phone out of my face before I break your arm." Lapis walks out of Peridot's bedroom and continues to eat her sandwich.

"I did!" Peridot follows Lapis into the living room and then back into her roommate's bedroom. I texted back that this was the wrong number when I woke up and she made this rude suggestion that the reason I took so long to text back was because I and I quote, "must have been jerking it to her photos," and so I replied that she was an asshole and-"

"Is this story going to take much longer?"

"Lapis, will you just listen to me?"

"I'm on two hours of sleep and I have to go coach a bunch of brats how to not drown when they go into water. Go tell Amethyst about it, she's in her room."

"Right! She'll know what to do!"

Peridot gets another text from the woman and groans as she leaves the living room and heads off into Amethyst's bedroom. The two have been arguing for the past twenty minutes through text messages and the woman was sending very crude and suggestive messages while Peridot was trying to reason with her. Her name was Jasper and she had gotten the number from a woman at a bar but she was drunk and typed it in wrong. It's how she ended up with Peridot's number in the first place. Same area code, similar phone number but not the person she had met last night.

She doesn't feel that sorry for the woman at all.

Peridot has two roommates and the biggest difference between them is Lapis is apathetic to everything and Amethyst is sympathetic to everyone. The moment someone has a problem, people end up turning to Amethyst because she gives the best advice and will cuddle with you if you ask. If you go to Lapis she will try to give you advice and threaten to perform bodily harm if you keep bothering her. Between the two of them, Peridot has a habit of going to Lapis because she doesn't want real advice she just wants someone to listen to her.

She wants to be right about everything. She can't be right about everything if she goes to Amethyst because Amethyst will tell her she's wrong and try to fix the situation. It's why she sighs going into Amethyst's bedroom to see her roommate still sleeping in bed. "Amethyst, wake up." Peridot demands, taking a pillow from the bed and hitting her in the back with it. "Wake up. Wake up. Wake up."

"Dude, chill." Amethyst groans. "What do you want?" She turns in the bed and watches Peridot climb up to sit next to her.

"Someone sent me nudes."

"Congratulations?"

"What is wrong with you two?" Peridot rolls her eyes.

"You're the one whacking people to wake them up and screaming."

"I'm not screaming, I'm just…Loudly voicing my concerns." She shoves her phone into Amethyst's face, "look at this."

"Alright, what am I looking at?" She rubs her left eye as she grabs Peridot's phone and skims the messages. "Why are you two texting?"

"I think she's drunk."

"Drunk before lunch? My kind of morning." She scrolls down, "she just texted that you should send her nudes back because you had the honor of looking at hers. She sounds like me."

"Don't applaud her! Tell me what to do!"

"Tell her to make it up to you."

"You want me to tell a stranger who sent me nudes to apologize to me by sending me more nudes?"

"No. That is not what I meant at all but if you want to do that go ahead. Make her buy you breakfast or lunch or eat you out for good measure."

"Amethyst!" She shouts, hitting her with the pillow again.

"How old are you again? Twelve?" Lapis' voice comes from the hallway. "Just ignore her."

"But she's really hot!" Peridot shoves her face into the pillow. "Tell me what to do."

"I'm gonna text her for you." Amethyst sits up and begins to type out the message. "Hey, you are super hot and I am super gay for you so maybe we can hook up."

"I swear if you type that I will kick you out." Peridot's voice comes muffled.

"I'm kidding. I'll just message her that the only way she's getting nudes is over your dead body."

"Creepy." Lapis comes again.

"Will you go to work already?" Peridot calls to her.

Peridot looks up and takes her phone back from Amethyst when it dings again and looks at the messages. "She said we'll have to meet up in person if that's the only way. I have to send her a picture so she knows what I look like."

"Do it. Meet up with her. Then you can yell at her and hit her with pillows instead of me." Amethyst pulls her covers up and lays back down. "Now, if you will excuse me. Go deal with your lesbian mid-life crisis and let me know how it goes."

Peridot climbs out of Amethyst's bed and heads back into her own room, picking up her blankets and tossing them back onto her bed as she goes through photos in her gallery and then her Instagram, trying to find something that makes her look decent. It takes her a little while before choosing a selfie she found of herself and sending it. It was a bad decision and she's aware of it but the woman obviously lived in the same city as her since their area codes were the same and worse comes to worse she knows the woman.

Jasper
You're a girl? You're cute. How old are you?

Peridot
I've been told I look and act young

Jasper
Are you older than me because that is weird as fuck. You look twelve. I'm 22.
We should totally hook up though even though you look like that.

Peridot
I can write you a thirty-page essay on why that's a bad idea.

Jasper
I didn't ask you to write an essay. I asked you to have sex with me. Two totally different things.

Peridot
You want me to have sex with a stranger whom I only know from the six nudes they sent to me? Pass.

Jasper
That's your loss. If you change your mind, let me know. ; )

Peridot goes the entire day ignoring Jasper's existence but the images she received have burned into her brain. This woman had a gorgeous body, and the dark skin with those white patches and stripes throughout just made her look so different and unique. Peridot was a big fan of it and it wasn't just because of the weight of her breasts or how her hood peeked out through her wet outer lips. She tries to desperately reason with herself, if it's that bad to text a stranger to meet up whom she only knows through a text or if she should throw caution to the wind and jump at the chance to sleep with her.

Peridot
If you want to meet up with me. You should probably show me what you look like.
Your face I mean.
Not your body.

Jasper
Give me ten, I'm working out.

She waits longer than ten minutes, a good thirty to be precise and not because she checked her messages every thirty seconds as she waits for a reply. When she does get a message, she drops her phone because Peridot knows Jasper. Maybe not in person but she recognizes the face from a bar Amethyst dragged her to once before.

Peridot
What do you do for a living?

Jasper
When someone sends you a photo of their gorgeous face I guess I was wishing you'd tell me how hot I was.

Peridot
You're such a clod. I've just seen you face before?

Jasper
I have a twin sister. :)
She works at the Crystal Gem on the weekends. She's got short hair though and is skinnier.

Peridot
I see.

Jasper
Let's get back on the topic of my face. I'm gorgeous, right?

Peridot
You misspelled conceited.

Peridot takes another look at the photo. The thickness of her hair, the brightness of her amber eyes and the overall sharp features she has are remarkable. It just makes sense with the rest of the shape of her body.

Peridot
Sure. Why not?

Jasper
I need to meet you in person to punch you in the face.
Are you sure you like women?

Peridot
Very sure.
I just don't like your attitude.

Jasper
Sucks for you because I'm great company to be around.
I'm also great at oral.
You know, in case you were wondering and were bored or horny or w/e

Peridot doesn't respond because she doesn't know how to answer this woman. She obviously had sent the photos in hoping for reciprocation. Wanting someone to sleep with her and while it was very tempting, Peridot didn't know what she'd be getting into if she did that.

Jasper
I also don't know your name.
I also can help you get off over the phone if that's a bit more your style.

Peridot
Please stop texting me.
My name is Peridot.

Jasper
I mean, when was the last time someone called out your name in bed?
I can get pretty loud.

Peridot
Good night, Jasper.

Peridot sets her phone down for a second to be greeted by another photo of Jasper. She's dressed in this, a leopard print, body con dress that is far too tight for her with a message that reads, "I'll be at that bar I mentioned if you wanted to meet up."

Peridot ignores the texts and quickly heads to Lapis' bedroom to make her help her pick out an outfit to wear. She was either going to regret this or have the best night of her life.