Alicia was a bit taken back by the question. She hadn't really thought about it. Did it make her happy? Not particularly....she did enjoy flirting...but that was different from sleeping around. Did flirting necessarily mean being slutty? It was a difficult question to answer without establishing criteria.
"I don't know." she answered. To an extent, she did enjoy the power of being in control of her sexuality and being able to make anticancer girls tremble with delight. At the same time, it all paled in comparison to how happy she was with Boo. Even Haylie, lots of fun in bed...but not the same emotional connection that she had with Boo.
Thinking about the question made the feelings of sadness and, to an extent, anger, build up again inside of her. Along with that, a build up she hadn't felt in a long time, not since before her time at the school. Uncontrollable magic ability, even though she couldn't identify it. "I don't know that I would say happy....but better than sadness...all the time." she answered. Her voice cracking towards the end and with that, the sound of something shattering. It startled Alicia and she looked around to see what it was. It was the sound of the glass of a frame hanging on the wall shattering.
Alicia knew she was somehow responsible and blushed. She was embarrassed, not liking not being in control.
"S-sorry" she said softly, but felt the magic building up again and internally began fighting it.