It wasn't easy being a lesbian couple in the late 80s. There were still a lot of prejudices, and you had to cover Claire's ears and eyes in places, not wanting to make her feel bad.

And now you were at an outdoor party, a small camp. With tents and everything. But you had gotten into a stupid fight, keeping each other in a corner.You were sitting by the fire with Jill, while Claire was alone near the drinks. At least three glasses surrounded her.

That's when Jill gave you a signal. Then your vision was taken by a guy circling her waist, and the poor girl was so drunk that she imagined it could be you holding her. "Come on. Now is not the time to fight." Jill pushed you towards her.

You clenched your fists, walking over to the idiot, pushing him away. "Let her go, you pervert!" Your voice echoed through the party as you pulled her closer. The man left grumbling, a look of disgust written all over his face.