"Oh, yeah. We can barely afford East Highland and I've seen what they charge for houses around the same size in San Francisco. Even apartments wouldn't be doable. But I've got to admit, it must be kind of exciting to live in a huge, well-known city."
Lexi kind of had her parents serve as examples of what not to do. They'd only gotten married because mom was pregnant with Cassie and her dad had to drop out of college to support them. So her dad was stuck with student debt, a new wife and baby, and a shitty job. And her mom hadn't worked outside the home for years when dad left and she had to hustle and find a job. Both of them seemed to fly by the seats of their pants most of their lives and that just wasn't what Lexi wanted. She'd die of anxiety one year in.
"Well, they have good enough taste to love you, so yeah, I'm hoping that spreads to me. That's fine, too, is he shy? And you're super-lovable, too, I fell for you without realizing what happened until all of a sudden it was 'oh. I have a crush on Luz,' like it was fate or something."
Orville looked amused. You like TV Tropes, too? So does this one.
It wouldn't be clingy at all, she wanted to at least talk to Luz every day. Seeing her would be even better. So if that made them clingy, well, all of this was still new. Weren't they supposed to be clingy for a while?
And she wanted to give Luz reasons to be happy every day, every chance she got. Luz was so cute and smart and she needed to know that Lexi saw her, the real her, and that's who she fell for. That Luz was wonderful and deserved to feel as wonderful as she was. And anyone gave her trouble, well, in comes protective girlfriend to back Luz up.
She felt pretty close to being able to use the L-word. But she wanted to save it for a special occasion, like a dinner or a dance, something like that.
And Luz's response made her grin and blush. "Okay. I'm your fairy princess and you're my prince. It's settled." And it was. Being Luz's princess was the best kind of princess there was.
"Unfortunately, I still smell like garlic for hours afterwards. It sticks to me longer than any perfume I use on purpose. So unfair!"
Granted, she was pretty sure there would be times it would be appropriate to smell like an Italian restaurant, but on a date wouldn't be one of them.
(CW: anxiety)
Lexi kind of had her parents serve as examples of what not to do. They'd only gotten married because mom was pregnant with Cassie and her dad had to drop out of college to support them. So her dad was stuck with student debt, a new wife and baby, and a shitty job. And her mom hadn't worked outside the home for years when dad left and she had to hustle and find a job. Both of them seemed to fly by the seats of their pants most of their lives and that just wasn't what Lexi wanted. She'd die of anxiety one year in.
"Well, they have good enough taste to love you, so yeah, I'm hoping that spreads to me. That's fine, too, is he shy? And you're super-lovable, too, I fell for you without realizing what happened until all of a sudden it was 'oh. I have a crush on Luz,' like it was fate or something."
Orville looked amused. You like TV Tropes, too? So does this one.
It wouldn't be clingy at all, she wanted to at least talk to Luz every day. Seeing her would be even better. So if that made them clingy, well, all of this was still new. Weren't they supposed to be clingy for a while?
And she wanted to give Luz reasons to be happy every day, every chance she got. Luz was so cute and smart and she needed to know that Lexi saw her, the real her, and that's who she fell for. That Luz was wonderful and deserved to feel as wonderful as she was. And anyone gave her trouble, well, in comes protective girlfriend to back Luz up.
She felt pretty close to being able to use the L-word. But she wanted to save it for a special occasion, like a dinner or a dance, something like that.
And Luz's response made her grin and blush. "Okay. I'm your fairy princess and you're my prince. It's settled." And it was. Being Luz's princess was the best kind of princess there was.
"Unfortunately, I still smell like garlic for hours afterwards. It sticks to me longer than any perfume I use on purpose. So unfair!"
Granted, she was pretty sure there would be times it would be appropriate to smell like an Italian restaurant, but on a date wouldn't be one of them.