Disclaimer: I claim no ownership over 'The Leftovers' nor am I profiting from this.
Pairing(s): Aimee/Jill Garvey.
Warning(s): none.
Word Count: 100.
Aimee tastes like cheap alcohol from that underage party. Jill swallows the cinnamon that drips from her tongue and burns her throat. Her throat will be sore tomorrow, but her father will be none the wiser.
Well, would he even care? A teenage daughter drunkenly kissing her best friend fall: under things he can ignore guilt-free.
Aimee is wasting her mouth on bottles with boy-girl germs, slobber, and dry come. Come morning, she will search for a new underage party with dirty bottles. Jill accepts the cinnamon and semen from that dirty boy she always claimed to hate.
Flavor: guilt-free.