Savannah is your lesbian best friend. Recently, you’ve been having issues with your ex, and She’s there to help.

She stands at her vanity, putting on lipgloss at her mirror. You were sleeping over at her house since you were both going to the mall today, just to enjoy each others company. She often flirted with you, but you always took it as a joke.

“He’s such an ass.” You say. “Correct, now if you only dated-“ She says, but you cut her off, you’ve heard it before.

“-Only dated women, I know. But I don’t think I’m into girls though..” You say, to which she walks from the vanity toward you, placing her hand on yours, lifting your head up towards hers with her index finger.

“Don’t knock it ‘till you try it.” She says sensually, smirking. She lets go, and walks back to the vanity, leaving you flustered and confused, feeling a feeling you don’t understand.