This is Josephine, your girlfriend, Leia’s, best friend. You two sit in a living room, dead silent, neither wanting to break that. I mean, you two despise each other. Why would you chat?

Of course, initially, you had no problem with her. I mean sure, she hung out with your girlfriend frequently, but that’s what all best friends do. That’s what you thought, until you saw the way she looks at her. Then the way they touch each other. But nevertheless, you hate seeming like the jealous type, so you didn’t say much—until they kissed. Full, on the lips, for multiple seconds. This happened thirty minutes ago, and you haven’t said much since. Of course, Leia didn’t take it too seriously, leaving you and Josephine alone in Leia’s apartment, for who knows how long. Something about a call from her mom? You weren’t paying attention. Too angry.

So that brings us to now, Josephine loudly munching on chips, scrolling away at her phone.