"I understand. But at the same time, don't you think she'd have wanted you to take care of yourself, too? I mean, there's that old adage that you can't take care of others unless you're willing to take care of yourself first and so on. I dunno. I probably read it off of a poster in the guidance counselor's office or something."
While at the same time, Lexi was far more willing to put herself at risk, knowing that it was to protect Luz. Dying wasn't a big deal here, right? Go to sleep, be a squid for a little while, done. She could do that. She could do a lot of things, as long as Luz was kept safe.
Lexi was much the same, twitterpated at the young woman she'd talked to without being able to tell herself or anyone else why. She was certain she was theh only one who felt that way until Luz made her move. Then it was like plunging head-first into the ocean waves, depending on her own ability to swim to keep her head above water. Only in the best way possible.
It likely was a false hope. She didn't know anyone whose relationship hadn't been tested. But she was of the opinion that it was kind of like a broken bone: it would heal back twice as strong in the end.
"Sure did! Granted, the original comic was written sometime in the eighties, there was no way they'd let a lesbian character or two have a happy ending. Even now, the whole bury your gays trope seems to reign supreme," Lexi said with a roll of her eyes.
"So was I! And I thought that you were out of my league! Someone so popular, so well-respected, no way in hell she'd be interested in me. You can't imagine my relief when it turned out I was wrong," Lexi replied tenderly.
That was Lexi's problem. Oh noes, she was interested in boys and make-up. Not like a good Christian girl! The horrors!
"No arguments at all, that's where. And I love you. The least I can do is take care of you when you need it," Lexi said earnestly.
"Pretty much! Although, I'm in on the game, too, expect a plethora of French sweet talk in the near future!"
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While at the same time, Lexi was far more willing to put herself at risk, knowing that it was to protect Luz. Dying wasn't a big deal here, right? Go to sleep, be a squid for a little while, done. She could do that. She could do a lot of things, as long as Luz was kept safe.
Lexi was much the same, twitterpated at the young woman she'd talked to without being able to tell herself or anyone else why. She was certain she was theh only one who felt that way until Luz made her move. Then it was like plunging head-first into the ocean waves, depending on her own ability to swim to keep her head above water. Only in the best way possible.
It likely was a false hope. She didn't know anyone whose relationship hadn't been tested. But she was of the opinion that it was kind of like a broken bone: it would heal back twice as strong in the end.
"Sure did! Granted, the original comic was written sometime in the eighties, there was no way they'd let a lesbian character or two have a happy ending. Even now, the whole bury your gays trope seems to reign supreme," Lexi said with a roll of her eyes.
"So was I! And I thought that you were out of my league! Someone so popular, so well-respected, no way in hell she'd be interested in me. You can't imagine my relief when it turned out I was wrong," Lexi replied tenderly.
That was Lexi's problem. Oh noes, she was interested in boys and make-up. Not like a good Christian girl! The horrors!
"No arguments at all, that's where. And I love you. The least I can do is take care of you when you need it," Lexi said earnestly.
"Pretty much! Although, I'm in on the game, too, expect a plethora of French sweet talk in the near future!"