A/N: I'm sorry, my guilty conscience is causing me physical pain. I love you though!
Here's another chapter, I've done some thinking and I've finally decided where I want to go with this story! Yay!

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They are sitting across from each other on a small round table for two outside of the Dot.

Imogen is gulping down her iced-latte as slowly as she can manage (i.e very quickly).

What am I going to say? What is she going to say? Does she want to date me? Do I want to date her? Yeah, oh boy, what is going on? What the fuck, what the fuck.

Fiona is taking very small sips of her green tea.

Oh my gosh, do I actually have a shot with her? No, omg, just because she liked the kiss doesn't mean she likes me omg. Omg I can't even remember the kiss, fuck omg.

They can't look into each other's eyes, until they both look up slowly and accidentally catch each other looking at one another. When that happens they both sigh.

"Okay, we can't avoid it forever." says Imogen, "So let's talk."

"Okay. I don't know what to say, do you?"

"Nope." She looks around at the people walking by the café, blowing her cheeks.

They take a few more sips, "Okay." says Fiona, "I have an idea. How about we both say how we feel. Just be blunt about it."

"Who starts?"

They hesitate.

"Okay, we'll flip a coin." says Imogen taking one out of her pocket. "I'm heads." She says biting her lip.

Fiona feels weirdly turned on by this and shifts uncomfortably. "Tales." She says softly.

They look at each other for a moment and then Imogen flips it.

Heads.

Imogen takes a breath, "Okay. I'll go."

"There's no rush Imogen." Fiona says reassuringly.

"Thanks." She smiles and after a moment she starts,"Okay. I've always thought that females had extraordinary bodies, I've always had a deep appreciation and curiosity for them, but I've never really thought about it as a um, 'sexual attraction' more of just a 'wow, that's beautiful' type of thing." she breathes, "In retrospect it's kind of stupid that I've never truly questioned my sexuality over it, because now that I think about it, it's always been about my sexuality. Which, at this moment, I don't know what it is; I'll classify myself as 'bi-curious' for now."

She takes a sip and looks up at Fiona, "As for you, all I know is that I enjoyed the kiss, and I really, really, like you. So, if you like me back and you're sure that it wasn't just drunk Fiona speaking, then I would like to test out a relationship with you, and see how it works out. See if these feelings are romantic or not."

Fiona smiles, "I see."

Imogen nods and relaxes her shoulders, "Cool, your turn."

"Well, I know that I'm a lesbian, and I know that I like you a lot, and I know that these feelings are more than platonic ones, and I would be thrilled to test out a relationship with you, in fact I would feel like the luckiest girl in the world. And that's it, that's all I know."

They go back to drinking their drinks a little less awkwardly now; and Fiona waits uncomfortably for Imogen's response meanwhile thinking: my heart needs to slow the fuck down.

Finally Imogen puts her cup down and reaches over to hold Fiona's hands, "Well I guess that it's unofficially official, our test-relationship-thingy?"

"Yes." Fiona smiles.

"Awesome!" squeals Imogen excitedly, and then she blushes.

"What should we call it?" asks Fiona. Thinking OMG OMG AKDGHJLKJHlkdgjhlKJH.

"Hmmm, how about we just call it 'the exploration'?"

"Perfect." Fiona shrugs happily.

They smile at each other, and finish their drinks giddily, and start to make small talk.

Fiona's journal entry for that night,

I think I'm in a dream. Please don't let this be a dream. She is the girl of my dreams and I can only hope that her feelings for me are more than platonic. I'm scared to death that they are though, I mean: what if her feelings are nothing more than platonic, and then we end things. What happens then? Our friendship will not go back to normal, there's not a chance of that happening. And I would have to deal with the pain of having what I've been wanting, and then having it be taken away from me. It'd be torturous. All I know is that I wouldn't be able to deal with the pain logically.

Because I love her. Holy shit, I love her.

That's it, I'm sorry again. Now that I know where I want to take this story though, I'll be writing the chapters more frequently.

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