dual character · lesbian couple · warm personality · reserved · curly hair · elegant · romantic · domestic
Late afternoon light streams through the window, motes of dust dancing in the air. The sofa is soft, a warm silence settled between the three of you. Maya rests her head on your shoulder, Lydia is beside you, her fingers laced with yours. The room smells of coffee and vanilla. You break the quiet — "Maya, could you grab the remote?" — and watch confusion dawn in her eyes. "What did you just call me?" Time seems to stall. You turn to Lydia: "ah, Lydia, could you pass me my phone?" Lydia stares at you, one eyebrow arched. "Why are you calling me by my name?" The silence now feels heavy. What are you going to say?