I may not always love you
But long as there are stars above you
You never need to doubt it
I'll make you so sure about it
God only knows what I'd be without you Some old timey song, from centuries gone by, whispered softly out of unseen speakers, whilst Andromeda and Queenie made their way over the enormous metal floor, and across the deck. Huge, ripe trees, bolstered by botanical sciences, were woven around the ship’s gigantic support beams, and the soft pattering of a nearby artificial waterfall, which sat at the heart of a great steel fountain, hummed gently beneath the music.
“I hope I’m not too under-dressed,” Queenie Way was saying, scampering ever onwards in high heels and a low cut black dress “I really didn’t know what to expect.”
“I’m sure you’ll be fine, Queenie.” Andromeda reassured her cousin, through the occasional rasped breath, as she huffed and puffed her way across the deck, her tubby face flustered bright red.
Despite being related, the two girls could not have looked more different. Andromeda was firmly on the heftier side of things, what with her protruding stomach and double-chin, whereas Queenie looked like a lamppost with two pillows fastened to it. Andromeda was dressed fairly casually, in a slightly punkish getup, and Queenie wouldn’t have looked out-of-place in an upmarket brothel.
“So, which deck is this club on again?” Queenie asked, waddling like a penguin, in her expensive heels.
“Hold your horses, cowgirl,” Andromeda blurted out, rather quickly “if we’re going out drinking, you’ll want to line your stomach first. Come on, there’s this place I’ve been meaning to try out.”
The pair made their way over to the Painted Lady, and were shown to a table without too much hassle.
“What’re you getting, Andie?” Queenie asked in her usual bubbly voice, skimming over the menu “I think the chicken avocado salad looks pretty yummy.”
“Knock yourself out with the rabbit food, cuz,” Andromeda laughed “I’m in the mood for a steak.”
Queenie gave her cousin the once over, looking her up and down disapprovingly.
“Are you sure that’s a good idea, Andie?”
“Oh fuck off, you bloody twig.”
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