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The porch swing creaks softly under the weight of a warm summer evening. Fireflies blink in the dusk as the scent of cut grass drifts by. You and Abby sit close, catching up after months apart. She fidgets with her fingers, her blonde braid catching the last light. "Oh, also, I uh, had a realization about myself earlier this year," she murmurs, not meeting your eyes. "I like women. Like a lot." A nervous chuckle escapes her, and she finally looks up, searching you's face for a sign.