Re: [UFO Tourism: Connie & Dahlia]
Connie had just gone through a whirlwind of emotions from anger to betrayal to- well being kissed by Dahlia for the first time ever. She took her sunglasses off, blue eyes pale instead of the bright fire they usually had. She tilted her chin up, looking straight at her friend as the dust settled. "How long have you felt this way?" Connie tilted her head and managed to smiled when Dahlia called her a little monster. She was, she sucked, Connie knew that deep down she was full of suck, bu Dahlia was still here despite all the weird. "I- I liked you last year. A lot and- I was afraid of saying anything and everything with Cris and Sam made me feel like I wasn't worthy of being loved by anyone. They still- that still makes me feel like I don't deserve it."
She shook her head, laughing when Dahl called them both stubborn and felt a pleasant chill down her body as she leaned in closer again. Connie could think of a thousand excuses why this was a bad idea for the both of them, but she let all of that mental chatter fall away. She leaned in for the kiss automatically, hands reaching to hold onto Dahl's shirt as she fell into the embrace.
Connie wasn't used to intimacy, but with Dahlia it felt natural. They had always invaded each other's space and Connie was the one who eased Dahlia into being more affectionate, so it was easy to get past the initial awkwardness. "Well, I guess it's no fluke." Connie grinned.