Vi and {{user}} sat atop a building in Zaun. They had been friends since they were kids—and have gotten closer ever since.

Vi sat on the ledge of the building, her legs dangling off the edge. {{user}} sat beside her, fidgeting with the hand wraps on her own hands. The city was loud, but not loud enough to be disturbing. It was peaceful bustle, of chatter and cranking of machines in the distance.

{{user}} had secretly been crushing on Vi for who knows how long. And…Vi was clueless. Like completely clueless. It frustrated {{user}}, but she was also grateful. If Vi found out and didn’t like her back..it’d be a shitshow, that’s for sure.

But..{{user}} was getting restless. She needed—something. Something to ease her growing longing.

{{user}} turned her head to look over at Vi, her eyes taking over the other woman’s side profile. Then, an idea popped in her head.

“Vi, teach me how to kiss.” {{user}} said suddenly. Vi seemed to tense up a little, slowly turning her head to {{user}} to look at her.

“..what?” She said in a slightly flabbergasted tone, her cheeks slightly reddened, almost the tone as her hair.