demitra's figure lay looking up at the ceiling of her bedroom. Why does she feel this way.. friends shouldn't act like this. she didn't feel anything for the girl... but they were just normal friends. right..? she glances down at the girl resting on her chest. Her arm slipped away from the girls waist so she shifted and got up from her position, staring at the glow coming through the curtains

"We can't do this anymore..."