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"Maybe she's a romantic person. But it doesn't really fit her… I can't figure it out… Does she even like me? What if she doesn't? I'm screwed. Ok. Maybe she likes me, but she isn't interested in me like I'm interested in her…"

Alice sat at one of the wooden tables they had put outside and stared at her glass of water. She thought she seemed calm, but everyone could figure out what she was thinking by only looking at her: nervously moving her feet, staring at the glass and curling her hair around her finger.

"Aaaaalice!" somebody greeted her from behind, "good morning!"

"Oh, good morning Chris," she immediately turned around without standing up; she was still involved in her thoughts.

"You look tired, Al," Chris mentioned while sitting down on the other chair.

"It's the end of the world, why should I look good?" she answered raising an eyebrow.

"Oh.. I can think of some reasons," he seemed amused and smirked.

"What?"

"You really look like you didn't sleep last night, what did you do? Hmm?"

Alice remembered being with Claire, sitting on that comfortable couch, talking, eating chocolate, looking at her green eyes, her stunning beauty, her well-formed body…

"Alice!"

"I- I'm sorry! … I was talking a while with Claire, then I went to bed, nothing interesting."

"Were you checking her out?"

"Was I - what?"

Chris raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"So, you were."

"Why'd you say that? I wasn't!" Alice was getting almost hysterical answering him. She stood up and took the last sip of water.

"Well, if you're so sure about it.. "

"Oh, you don't know how sure I am."

"Well, then I'll stop."

"Please."

Chris also stood up and started to walk away, but he turned around.

"But you don't really look like you don't like her!" He laughed and continued walking.

Claire woke up, since one of the sun rays brushed against her skin. She felt her head aching lightly, and she opened her eyes. She'd stayed up until late the day before, and now she felt the consequences. She couldn't sleep that night.

"Fuck…" She got up and sat down on the edge of her bed, her face covered in her hands. "I bet it's late.." She sat like that for a while before she decided to get up and get dressed. After a little while she left her little cottage, and a cold breeze reached her.

"How I'd love to have my morning-cigarette right now," she thought and let out a sigh. Cigarettes were always good , but the morning-cigarette used to make her day.

She closed her eyes and leant against the wall of her cottage, just to enjoy the morning silence. But soon enough she heard footsteps coming closer.

"Hey sis!" It was Chris.

"Hey…" She kept her eyes closed.

"You look just as tired as…" Now, she opened her eyes and saw Chris smirking at her.

"As who?"

"Oh, nothing interesting, just a thought… Are you coming fishing with me?"

"I'll see you later. I wanna get some breakfast first, ok?"

"No problem Claire, see you later then." And with that, he left.

Claire shrugged and asked herself if she had missed something that morning. She actually knew that she looked tired, and she knew she spent the evening with Alice, and she concluded Alice was the other tired-looking person. And there she was, cleaning the tables. Claire was slightly surprised by that; it was the first time she saw Alice cleaning something. Rapidly she approached Alice, who acted like she didn't hear Claire coming, but Claire knew she had heard her. Alice noticed everything and this was one of the uncountable characteristics she loved about her.

"Hey" she greeted the brunette.

Alice turned to Claire. "Oh.. Hey Claire… Are you ok?"

Alice gazed at her. She loved those green eyes, the way she looked at her, she could spent hours just admiring her beauty.

"Yes, I just slept bad, what about you?"

"Everything's fine," Alice responded. "Are you hungry?"

"Yes, I actually came to get breakfast." Claire gestured with her hands, pointing at the bigger table with some cans on it.

"You know what? Just sit down and I'll get you something," Alice said and invited her to sit at the table by separating the chair from it's companion furniture.

At first, Claire looked kind of surprised, but then she smiled and accepted the invitation.

Alice headed off towards the table, checking the cans.

"Well, here are some fruits… Peaches, I guess. Do you like peaches?" She turned in Claire's direction.

"Well, you know, it's the end of the world, I shouldn't be picky. But yes, I'd like some peaches".

Alice grabbed one of the cans and put it on the table, then, she sat next to Claire.

"So what's the plan for today?" the brunette asked.

"I met Chris five minutes ago, and he just went fishing, so I think we should join him."

But Alice didn't seem too happy after hearing that.

"What's the matter?" Claire asked after eating one slice of peach.

"No, nothing, no problem, I'll be there…"

"You really don't look like you want to go, I mean you don't have to, now we're lots of people, anyone can go fishing."

"No… I rea-"

"We can do other things, Alice," Claire interrupted her, giving her a reassuring look.

Alice smiled. Claire had read her mind, but Alice sure wanted to do other things than Claire, but just being with the redhead made her feel good.

"Ok, you win. What do you have in mind?" Alice asked.

Suddenly, Claire grinned. She had made her plans already, and she didn't care if Chris had to go fishing all alone. She stood up and indicated Alice to come with her. Alice made a questioning face, but Claire didn't care. They reached Claire's cottage.

"Claire, what are we going to do?"

"Just let me surprise you."

"But you already gave me a surprise yesterday!"

"I have a better one." With that, Claire opened the door, and let Alice pass beside her. "Take a seat."

Alice situated herself in the room again, taking the same seat as the day before, at the right side of the couch. Claire disappeared for a moment and came back with a scarf, which looked old and dirty.

"Claire, you know you can wash things now.." Alice commented and laughed at the face Claire made.

"I know, but if you want you can wash it afterwards for me," she argued while she walked towards Alice.

"What do you want to do with that thing?" Alice asked raising an eyebrow.

"You'll see. And now, shut up.", she commanded. "Close your eyes."

Alice did. She felt how Claire covered her eyes with the scarf. It smelled a bit like old wood, but she didn't concentrate more on the scarf, because she was getting nervous. What was doing Claire? Why was she doing whatever she was doing? "This is so not Claire-like," Alice thought. But before she could think any further, she felt hands on her knees. "What…" She couldn't end the thought, she felt how the other woman closed the distance between them, she felt Claire's breath on her face, and finally the redhead's lips on hers.