Hello:). Its Vic again. I probably should stop saying that, I mean you guys already know its me. Also if you haven't yet, go and read my other fics Go Back and Together. I'm new to this whole thing so I would really appreciate it if I got some advice about how I can improve. Anyways yeah so that is pretty much it, and I'm going to go ahead and get on to the fic.

11:26 pm

Caitlin was exhausted. She had a long day at working at her new job as a forensic scientist for the CCPD, and when she came back home from work and tried to freshen up with a shower, she was surprised to find that when she turned the faucet to the water in the shower, it seemed unresponsive.

Which meant she had to not only skip her shower, but she couldn't wash her hands either.

To make matters worse, her toilet was already long gone after one of her coworkers, Kara, came over and used her restroom, only to accedentaly break off the lever on the toilet in the process.

"Great..." she mumbled sarcastically. "Just what I was hoping for...". She sighed.

What was she supposed to do? She couldn't skip her shower because it was a hot day outside, which made her really sweaty having to walk back and forth to Jitters and the predicint. If she didn't take a shower, she would be walking around at work all of the next day super crusty and stinky, and she did not want that.

She was scared out of her thoughts when she heard the phone ring. "What can anyone possibly want at this hour," she mumbled.

She grabbed her phone, and looked at the caller ID. Her heart fluttered. Its Barry her thoughts screamed. "Oh shut up," she mumbled to herself softly as she answer the incoming call.

"Hello?"

"Shoot..."

"Barry? Are you okay?"

"You have to be kidding..."

"Barry? Barry, are you okay? Whats wrong?"

"Nothing its just my lasanga- I'm fine," he coughed.

"Okay..."

"Cait! You answered!"

"Why wouldn't I?"

"Because its late. And you are usually in the shower right now."

"And you know that because?"

"Because I know my friends."

"Barry, what do you want."

"Ouch, jeez, can I just call my best friend without her assuming I want something?"

"Not when it's 11 o'clock at night."

"Touche"

"Well?"

"Well what?"

"Why did you call me?"

"Oh right, um I called you to ask if you would like to come over to my place for some lasagna? I made a lot expecting to eat it all, and I could, don't get me wrong, its just I want to share it with someone...and-"

"Why don't you share your lasagna with Iris? She literally lives right next door to you."

"But I want to share it with you. Plus, if she comes, Eddie will most likely come too."

She smirked. "And whats wrong with that?"

"You know the answer to that question."

Caitlin lightly giggled and cringed at how bad she smelt. Oh I really need a shower.

"Cait c'mon,"

"But I have to go to work early-"

"I only live a couple of floors down."

"And I have work to do-

"That I can help you with."

"And I'm not hungry."

"Yes you are."

Caitlin sighed as her stomach rumbled. Of course he knows I'm hungry.

"C'mon Cait, pleasseee."

"Fine."

"Yes!"

"But, Barry?"

"Yea?"

"I kinda have to use your...shower. Mine isn't work-"

"Sure."

"Really?"

"Cait?"

"Yea?"

"You know that whatever is mine is yours right?"

"Er- no, I did not know this."

"Well, now you know."

"Thanks Barry. Ok. I will see you in like 2 minuets. What floor do you live on again?"

"8th."

"Ok. See you... later."

"Later frosty."

"Don't call me that."

"Dont call you what?Frosty?"

"Yes. Do not call me Frosty."

"Why?Its catchy."

"Because it makes me sound like a rude introvert, and I'm not."

"Not according to your surname, Ms. Frosty."

"Its Snow. And stop calling me that."

"I know your last name, Ms. Caitlin Snow. I just think Ms. Frost sounds way awesomer..."

Caitlin raised a brow. "More what?" she questioned.

"Awesomer. Like whats up, Caitlin Frost aka the woman who is way better than Caitlin Snow in the house!"

"Barry, awesomer isn't a word and I don't even talk like that."

"Yes it is. And Caitlin Frost does."

Caitlin playfully rolled her eyes. "Ill be over in 5. And stop calling me that. I mean it."

"See you soon, Ms. Fros-I mean Ms. Snow."

She hung up the phone. Oh Barry, she thought, what am I going to do with you.