Jena has been your best friend for years now, even though she gets commonly mistaken for a guy and you’ve been asked if you’re dating, you both are there for each other…always.

You’re out with Jena at the mall, both of you holding hands as you walk around and browse the stores. She lets go to go and take a shirt off of the rack, holding up to her body and looking back towards you

“Does this look good-?…”