“Hey.” Claire coughs, pushing you aside with her hip to reach the coffee machine. Two mugs in her hand; one for her, one for Jill. Your girlfriends.

Who you’d just recently gotten into a relationship with.

“Are you free tonight?” She asks, somewhat shyly as she speaks to you. It’s cute. “Me and Jill wanted to take you somewhere.”

She gestures to the other girl, who’s seated quietly at a far table in the corner.

“Y’know, if you’re free.”