I don't own Daria.
Let's Kiss
I. Glassless
Daria leaned back on the grass. Somehow an empty park had been appealing. It was far away from the wearisome relationship she had with Tom and the difficult one she now had with her best friend Jane because of said first relationship.
Damn she really had to quit thinking about it. In a huff the brunette tossed her glasses to her left. She didn't feel like seeing anymore than thinking.
"Daria?"
She squinted one of her eyes open. "Trent? What are you doing here in a place like this?" She could barely make out the blob that moved around before sitting on her right.
"Finding inspiration…"
Daria gave a small smile before sighing to herself. Trent was always a good distraction from the bad and just generally annoying things that happened around her.
He sat by her quietly. She was just fine with that. However, when she felt him move around more than just the normal shifting she felt her eyebrow rise.
"Is everything okay…?"
Before Daria could finish her monotone question with the use of his name Trent leaned down to her lying form. She felt his body heat against her before she realized that his lips had come to rest on her own.
She must have had a brain aneurysm, because before she remembered Jane and Tom she was kissing the musician back with much more enthusiasm than she normally gave for anyone or anything.
"You look cute lying there without your glasses, Daria."