"Yes, just like that! Except my nerves know and don't know what they want at the same time." Abigail replied, enthusiastically. Someone else understood. Not just someone, Audrey. She was cool, had a vibe that she was fun and confident enough to be herself.
Abigail found herself worrying that she had used too much enthusiasm. She might have just outed herself as a naive, small town Minnesota gal. She began playing with her hair, an old nervous habit to make sure her scars were covered. This time, she twirled the ends of her hair instead of tugging on them. That was flirty. She had definitely read in a magazine that was flirting. She smiled and made eye contact with Audrey, trying to count the seconds in her head so it was just long enough to show interest.
"I did." Abigail replied with a giggle. "I got a vibrator shaped like lipstick. I was confused at first. Why would I want my lips to vibrate? Then I figured out it wasn't for my mouth." She could feel her face growing warmer. Yup, Audrey must be thinking she was an idiot. She had to keep the conversation going. "Nothing was uncovered about my soul though. What did you get?"