And Lexi felt pretty much the same after the first few conversations, but told herself that there was no way Luz could feel the same because no one she'd ever had a crush on had ever liked her back. (and Lexi was vaguely intimidated by muscular girls because she was middling to poor at sports at best) And Lexi was glad that Luz made the first move because Lexi likely would've been pining after her like a dork.

They could. It was like they'd known each other for years, not months. And it was an amazing feeling, she'd gotten so used to the notion of being alone and her friends being someone else's friends first that the idea that maybe, just maybe someone else cared and wanted to be with her seemed like an illusion.

It was hard, being surrounded by assholes all day back home. Trench honestly was a breath of fresh air since most of the people she knew were anything but assholes. She liked them and she hoped they liked her in response. And she loved Luz, she wanted to be with her as long as possible. She knew Luz respected her and their relationship and that was beyond value.

"I think I can arrange that."

Blanket burritos were the best. There was something cozy and comforting about wrapping yourself in tons of blankets as tightly as possible.

And Lexi giggled. "I dunno about that, but I'd try to find something suitably pretty. And we'd have to color-coordinate clothes."

Kisses were wonderful things, weren't they?