[Which is not a lie; she herself doesn't always believe it, though. She's brave now, though. Maybe because she's still tired or still running off the adrenaline from the weekend. Verity is very pretty, even in the morning with her morning breath and stupid, pretty eyes.
I'm so not straight, she thinks and scoots in close. It could be totally, really weird but -- Jem presses her lips to Verity's anyway. Because fuck it; life is short and all that. It's not the romantic moment one might expect from someone who has just admitted she's thought about sleeping with her room mate. But it's nice, if not a little chaste. Treading the waters, so to speak.]
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[Which is not a lie; she herself doesn't always believe it, though. She's brave now, though. Maybe because she's still tired or still running off the adrenaline from the weekend. Verity is very pretty, even in the morning with her morning breath and stupid, pretty eyes.
I'm so not straight, she thinks and scoots in close. It could be totally, really weird but -- Jem presses her lips to Verity's anyway. Because fuck it; life is short and all that. It's not the romantic moment one might expect from someone who has just admitted she's thought about sleeping with her room mate. But it's nice, if not a little chaste. Treading the waters, so to speak.]