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She mentally slaps herself for thinking such things about her pretty, painfully straight, sweet roommate. She quickly closes her eyes and covers them with her hands, but the image has unfortunately seared itself into her retinas.
She's also not heard a single word Chrissy said. She can't risk looking at her again, even though the polite, normal thing to do is to look at her when she says: "Sorry, what did you say?"
She desperately tries to think of something, anything else to look at. She takes her hands off her face, and trains her eyes on the Tiffany poster on the wall above Chrissy's head. I think we're alone now starts playing in her head and she shoos it away because that's just fuel for more private thoughts she's not allowed to have, especially not right now. Staring at the poster is hopefully close enough to eye contact.
you might as well get a preview of chapter three of my @sapphicstevents.bsky.social disaster lesbian roommates fic on this fine WIP wednesday ✨ #tukruwips