Breaking Breakfast

"Gail! Breakfast is ready!" the brunette called up to her girlfriend. She could hear her grumbling from the kitchen and then the sound of feet slowly descending the stairs. Her eyes were still squinting against the light of morning, but Holly could smell the shampoo so she had at least managed to shower.

"Good morning, sunshine" she said as she kissed the blonde's cheek and handed her a cup of coffee. Gail accepted but grumbled some more over Holly's peppiness.

Gail shuffled over to the table and sat down. Holly set a plate down in front of her. The pathologist made a point to get up and feed Gail a hearty breakfast on days she worked doubles, knowing her girlfriend would be eating from the vending machine and fast-food the rest of the day.

She watched as Gail slowly took a bite of the breakfast sandwich. Suddenly, her eyes widened. "Holly, what is this?"

Concerned something was off, Holly picked up her own food. "What's wrong with it?" she asked.

"Nothing. But what is it?"

"It's a sausage muffin"

"We can't eat this!"

"What? Why not?"

"Because we're lesbians!"

Holly was confused. She looked at her breakfast sandwich then at her girlfriend. Gail was suddenly awake, a playful twinkle in her eye.

"Oh God, Gail" she rolled her eyes. "Sometimes you're impossible."

"I'm just saying I think they would revoke our membership cards over this" she laughed as she took another bite.

"What is an appropriate lesbian breakfast then?" she asked.

She could see the wheels spinning behind Gail's eyes. "Get rid of the sausage all together and add strawberry jam every once in a while" she said with barely controlled laughter.

Holly shook her head, but couldn't help laughing. "Eat your breakfast, Gail."