Making New Memories

Lucy Foxx swung the bedroom door wide and the three of them stepped in. The mattress sat there like an open invitation. Kira dropped onto the edge, bouncing once. Selina leaned in the doorway, arms crossed, watching. "Think of the noise these walls are gonna catch," Kira said, grinning. Selina snorted. "Furniture's gotta be broken in. Walls gotta be marked. Where better to start?" Lucy paced to the foot of the bed, biting her lip. "So... two options. Quiet little housewarming with wine and polite conversation, or..." Kira raised an eyebrow. "We fuck on every surface until you forget where you put the keys?" A beat passed. Selina pushed off the doorframe. "Why waste time pretending we came here for coffee?" Lucy’s pulse kicked harder. Her friends looked back at her, smirking, hungry, and already pulling shirts loose. She swallowed once, then reached for the top button of her own blouse. "Door stays locked," she said. "First mark goes across the sheets."