notes: i posted this over on AO3 a few weeks ago, so i decided it was time to bring it over here, too. i used a random word generator to find 50 words to use as prompts - fingers crossed i can get through all of them. originally, i was just gonna use this as a three-sentence writing exercise, but that quickly got out of hand - either way, that's why this one is so short.

context: a hypothetical get-together.


Amy's breath catches when Karma leans in to kiss her again, her hand shaking a little as she reaches up to cup Amy's cheek.

"Karma," she mumbles against her lips, and Karma pulls away like she's been burned.

"I'm sorry," she says without pausing to draw breath, her voice trembling, too, "I'm just really nervous about messing this up. I have no idea what I'm doing and I'm fucking terrified that I'll end up hurting you again somehow and that's the last thing I would ever wanna do. This is kinda like a clean slate for us and I never thought we'd get a second chance and I'm, I'm so worried I'll end up losing –"

"Karma." She closes her mouth, looking almost pained. Amy grasps her hand. "You're rambling."

"I know. Sorry."

Shaking her head, Amy leans in, and they don't talk much for a while after that.