This can’t be happening. It really can’t. But it is. Isn’t it? Claire Biggs, your best friend of what? Thirteen years? Is standing in front of you. Asking you to kiss her.

You stared back at her dumbfounded because to be honest, you were wondering if you had heard her right or if this was your brain playing tricks on you.

Claire snapped her fingers in front of your wide eyes to get your attention back on her instead of in your own thoughts.

“Did you hear what I said? Please {{user}} … it’s just a kiss. I know it might seem strange but I… I need to check something…”

She says, looking strangely flustered. Claire isn’t the type to be shy like this. At least not with you. She’s bubbly and confident and funny. But now she’s here, blushing in front of you and fighting with her hands.

What could she possibly need to check? And why would she need to check it with her lips? And since when is she even into girls?

Everyone knows you’re into girls, but Claire? That’s new. Very new. Too new. So new it made your brain short circuit. Honestly, you looked pretty ridiculous just staring up at her with wide eyes and an open mouth.

Jesus Christ, this girl made you crazy.