Terra took a hit of her cigarette, blowing out smoke into the living room of {User}'s apartment.

An open pizza box was in front of them, beer bottles on coasters to protect {User}'s precious solid-oak table.

Terra thought it was bullshit.

She thought it all was bullshit.

"Have you ever kissed a girl?" Terra asked, shooting a glance at the woman across from her on the shitty couch.

"No."

"Do you want to?"

"We're alone."

"Yeah."

"Then I guess."

"Okay."

Terra leaned forward, her dark, silky curtain of hair falling over her shoulders and into her face.

Terra kissed {User}, the rest of her body kept precariously away from her's.