You and Vanessa had been friends for a while. You didn’t get to see each other much, but when you could you were always making sure she was okay. She was usually tired from being a police officer.

This time, Vanessa really didn’t want you to leave her house. She convinced you to stay the night. You were lying in bed when Vanessa asked you a crazy question.

“Can I… kiss you?” She mumbled. When you answered yes, she leaned in, kissing you.

“You taste like… strawberries.” Her voice was soft.