queenofweapons:

 

^{[ Natasha didn’t say or do anything as they looked at each other, her fingers gently tapping on the tablet mindlessly as she waited for Whitney to tell her what she wanted her to do. One thing was poking another was being annoying. And she didn’t want to overstep. Especially since she really wanted Whitney to get some rest. ]}

As you wish, Ma’am. 

^{[ She got up, and did as she had been told, settling on the bed next to the other; her back resting against the bed’s headboard. ]}

[ Whitney decided not to say that she hated being called ‘ma'am’, but she refrained, turning back on her side and gently lowering herself enough to turn onto her stomach and stuff her face into the pillow ]

G'night…