AN: Happy Sunday, everyone! I hope that all of you are having a great weekend and that anyone who might have been affected stayed safe from the hurricane. Nothing much happened where I live, aside from power outages and some trees falling, but I know that it did cause some damage, especially for those who lived along beaches. I hope that any of you who may have lived in those areas are doing fine. Thank you all for continuing to read this story, and I hope you enjoy the new chapter!
Clarke awoke the next morning to find that she was still lying in Lexa's bed with the brunette curled into her side. This was how she was waking up every morning lately, and she didn't think that she would ever tire of it. In fact, she was feeling so warm and comfortable right now that she wished that she could just stay in bed with her roommate forever. She was seriously tempted to allow herself to fall back asleep, but when she glanced over at the clock on Lexa's nightstand and realized that it was already ten, she forced herself to get up because she wanted to get downstairs to breakfast before Jasper, Monty, and Bellamy ate it all.
Clarke slipped out of bed, trying her best not to wake her girlfriend as she moved, and luckily, Lexa just rolled over and continued to sleep. Clarke quickly pulled on some clothes and made her way downstairs. When she reached the dining room, she noticed that Indra was still in the kitchen preparing breakfast, and she remembered that she still needed to pick her shirts up from the laundry room. Residents of the house could just put their clothes into the washing machine, and Indra would make sure that they were dried and waiting by the next morning. Sure enough, when Clarke walked into the laundry room, she was greeted with the sight all of her shirts folded nicely and waiting in her basket by the door.
Clarke picked up her shirts and shouted a quick thank you to Indra as she passed her in the kitchen. On her way to the stairs, she passed Bellamy and Lincoln, who were clearly heading for the dining room, and she quickened her pace, wanting to get down to breakfast before the best food had been picked over. However, all thoughts of breakfast vanished from Clarke's mind the moment that she entered her room.
Lexa was thrashing around on the bed, making whimpering noises, and Clarke quickly dropped her basket next to her own bed and rushed across the room to try and comfort the other girl, who was clearly having a nightmare. Clarke thought that it looked to be a bad one, and she immediately began shaking Lexa in the hopes that it would awaken her roommate. "Lexa. Lexa, it's just a dream. Wake up."
Lexa's eyes sprang open, but Clarke could tell that the brunette was not fully awake yet because she was looking at Clarke with wild eyes. The blonde tried to reach out a comforting hand to her roommate, but the minute she touched the other girl, Lexa jerked away violently, tumbling off of the bed. "Don't touch me!"
"Whoa, Lexa. Stop. It's okay." Clarke made her way over to Lexa's side to make sure that she wasn't hurt, but the brunette just scrambled further away.
"Stay away from me!" she shrieked.
Lexa continued to back away until she hit the corner of the room, leaning back against her wardrobe, which was against the wall, and pulling her knees up to her chest. Clarke was extremely perplexed by her roommate's behavior, and she found that she had no idea why she was acting like this, nor did she have any idea what had brought on this frightening level of nightmare.
Clarke looked around the room, desperate to find some means of comfort for her girlfriend. When her eyes landed on the blanket on Lexa's bed, Clarke decided that it would have to do, and she quickly grabbed it, gently wrapping it around Lexa's still-naked form. The brunette girl didn't flinch away this time, instead clutching tightly to the blanket, and Clarke could see that she was drawing some kind of comfort from it. The blonde slowly crouched down in front of her roommate, careful not to startle the other girl, and she restrained herself from reaching out to touch Lexa as she tried again to get through to her. "Lexa, calm down. It's just me. Clarke. You're okay."
Lexa's eyes seemed to finally fully focus on Clarke's blue ones for the first time that morning. "Clarke?" she asked warily with wide green eyes, as if she was just seeing the other girl for the first time.
"I'm right here," the blonde said gently.
Lexa grabbed tightly to Clarke's hands as if to ground herself, and the blonde remained silent for a moment, allowing Lexa some time to come to and fully realize that what she had been dreaming about was not real. Clarke was just starting to feel at ease again when Lexa began shaking, and Clarke's eyes widened in panic. "Lexa, what's wrong?"
The brunette began gasping for breath at that moment, releasing her grip on Clarke's hands and instead moving her hands up to claw at her throat. "Can't…breathe," she managed to choke out.
Clarke was on her feet in an instant, running quickly for the hallway. She had no idea what to do, and it scared her more than she'd like to admit. The only thing running through her brain was to get help fast, and so she was headed to find the first person that she thought of at the moment who might be able to help her.
When Clarke threw the door open, she smacked right into Raven, who looked as if she had been heading over to Clarke's room. Raven's brows knitted in confusion and worry when she looked from the blonde, who was practically shaking with fear, to Lexa, who was sitting on the ground, gasping for breath. "I thought I heard someone yelling. What the hell is going on in here?"
"Lexa had a nightmare, and now, I think she's having some sort of panic attack, and I don't know what to do." Clarke was trying her best to hold back the frantic tears that were beginning to form in her eyes. "Please go get Anya."
Raven nodded instantly, clearly grasping the seriousness of the situation, and she rushed off down the hall. Clarke returned to Lexa's side and tentatively held out her hands to the brunette, wanting to help, but unsure if the other girl would want to be touched. She felt slightly relieved when Lexa grasped tightly to her hands, but her worry flared up again when she noticed her roommate's fear-filled green eyes. Clarke didn't think that she'd ever seen Lexa look so afraid before. The brunette was normally so put together, and it was scary for Clarke to see her like this. She tried her best to comfort her roommate with her touch as she waited for Raven, who she could hear down the hall shouting into Anya's room, "Something freaky is happening to Lexa!"
Clarke heard Anya yell, "Shit!" and then the sound of loud footsteps coming quickly down the hall. From the other girl's reaction, Clarke gathered that this was not the first time Anya had seen this happen to Lexa, and the blonde seriously hoped that the older girl would know what to do. When Anya burst into the room, with Raven trailing nervously behind her, she went straight to the bottom right drawer of Lexa's vanity and pulled out a paper bag. Anya didn't even acknowledge Clarke, and the younger girl wondered briefly if Anya even registered that she was there.
Anya quickly crossed the room, giving the bag to Lexa, who immediately put it over her mouth, and Clarke let out a sigh of relief when her roommate was finally able to breathe again. Clarke watched on, still in shock, as the bag went in and out with the deep breaths that Lexa was now able to take.
"Keep your eyes on hers." Anya acknowledged Clarke for the first time. "She needs that."
Clarke quickly brought her eyes back up from the bag to meet Lexa's, and green eyes latched onto blue like a lifeline, the brunette finally beginning to calm down at the comforting sight.
"She likes it when you stroke her hair as well. Costia always used to do that," Anya commented.
Clarke wasted no time in running her fingers soothingly through her roommate's hair, and Lexa seemed to sigh at the feeling of Clarke's touch. The blonde could already tell that doing both of these things was helping Lexa immensely, and so she didn't dare to stop, continuing to run her fingers through brown hair and keep her eyes firmly fixed on Lexa's until the brunette finally lowered the bag.
Clarke could already see Lexa's lips beginning to tremble, and so she immediately held out her arms to the brunette, and Lexa collapsed against her. Clarke rubbed Lexa's back soothingly as the brunette burst into tears, and she began to rock her roommate back and forth, whispering comforting words into her ear. It took all that Clarke had to keep from crying herself at the sight of the girl she loved in such distress, and she was relieved when Lexa's sobs finally died down, replaced with silent tears. Clarke was still too shocked to say anything though as she clutched tightly to the brunette, not letting up on her grip, and she knew that she was no longer just holding onto Lexa for the other girl's sake.
"You haven't had a panic attack in almost two years." Anya was the one to finally break the silence. "You forgot to take your medication, didn't you?"
Clarke furrowed her brows in confusion as she finally raised her head to look at Anya. "Medication?"
"I have pills that I am supposed to take every night to prevent nightmares," Lexa explained. "I got them freshman year because I used to have nightmares a lot, and they actually work really well. I haven't had a nightmare since I started taking them."
"Until now," Clarke remarked, wondering if this could have been caused by what they talked about yesterday. "I've never seen you take any pills. Ever. Not even after we…you know."
Lexa's cheeks tinged a faint pink, and she averted her eyes from Clarke's as she said her next words. "I always took them after you had fallen asleep because I did not wish for you to ask me what they were for. Honestly, I just did not want you to think that I was weak because I could not stop my own nightmares. On that night that we first slept together though, I accidentally fell asleep before I could take my pills, and I was surprised when I woke up to find that I had slept soundly, without a nightmare. I think it was because you were there, Clarke, and I felt safe in your arms." She hung her head in embarrassment then, as if she knew that her girlfriend was not going to like whatever she was about to say next. "Since we have been sleeping together every night now, I thought that I did not need my medication anymore."
"But I left this morning before you woke up to go get my shirts from the laundry room. I wasn't holding you anymore, and especially after what you had just told me yesterday, you were plunged into a nightmare," Clarke deduced.
Lexa just nodded, and both Clarke and Anya shot the brunette disapproving looks.
"I don't care how safe you think you feel with me, Lexa. You need to take your medication," Clarke chided her girlfriend. "That was scary. For everyone in this room. If there are precautions to take, you need to take them so that something like this doesn't happen again." Lexa hung her head in embarrassment, and Clarke instantly felt a little guilty, like maybe she was being a little hard on the brunette after what she had just gone through. "Maybe someday, we can get to the point where you don't need your medication anymore, and I hope we do, but until then, we need to make sure you take it."
Lexa lifted her eyes back up to Clarke's and nodded. The blonde tried to give her roommate a reassuring smile, to let Lexa know that she wasn't really upset with her, but she did not know how successful she had been.
At that moment, Anya crouched down beside where Clarke and Lexa sat upon the floor, looking the brunette over carefully. "Are you okay, Lexa?"
Green eyes raised up to meet brown. "Yes, Anya. Thank you for saving me this morning."
Clarke nodded in agreement with her roommate's statement. She was sort of amazed at how calm Anya had been throughout this entire ordeal when Clarke herself had been freaking out. It had been frightening for her to see Lexa go through something like that, and she knew that Anya must have seen Lexa have these kinds of attacks quite frequently in the past because the older blonde had known exactly what to do.
"Not a problem," Anya answered, shrugging off the thanks that she had received.
It was at that moment that Raven finally spoke up from behind them, and Clarke had to admit that she had completely forgotten that the other girl was even in the room. "Is someone going to tell me what the hell is going on?"
"Lexa had a panic attack that was caused by a nightmare," Clarke responded, even though she knew that that was not what Raven had been asking.
"I can see that." Raven rolled her eyes. "But you all seem to know exactly what the nightmare was about without her having told you, and it must be serious if she has these nightmares on the regular without some kind of special medication."
Clarke instantly looked to Lexa for permission to tell Raven the truth. The blonde honestly hated lying, but she would never even think about telling her friend anything that Lexa did not want her to know. Lexa had already explained to Clarke that she didn't want the rest of the house to know about her past, so Clarke was already thinking of a suitable lie before Lexa could even shake her head. The blonde was slightly shocked when Lexa nodded instead, giving Clarke permission to tell Raven the truth. She searched Lexa's eyes for any sign of reluctance or uncertainty, but she found none, so she turned her attention back to her friend.
"Lexa was abused by her stepfather when she was younger," Clarke said.
Raven's jaw dropped open in shock. "Really? Like…abused how?"
"Yes, really. He used to beat her," Clarke answered.
Clarke could see the raw emotion that was displayed on Raven's face, and she thought that she could see a bit of regret, too. She couldn't be sure what it was for, but she had a pretty good sense that her friend was regretting ever having hated Lexa in the first place now that she knew the full story, even though Clarke was pretty sure that Raven would never admit that.
"I'm really sorry, Lexa," Raven finally said.
"It's fine. What's done is done," Lexa said simply.
Even though Lexa appeared to be alright now, Clarke could tell that she was not. Tears still hid in the furthest crevices of Lexa's eyes, and there was a faraway look in those two green orbs that gave Clarke the impression that Lexa was still not completely in the present. She knew that the best thing to do right now would probably be to get rid of their company so that she could talk to Lexa alone. "Raven, could you go downstairs and tell Indra that Lexa and I might be a little late to breakfast this morning?"
"Yeah, sure. I'll make sure she saves some for both of you," Raven promised.
Anya caught onto the hint as well. "I should probably head down to breakfast, too. Emori's probably waiting on me. I hope we'll see you guys there."
Once the two girls were both gone from the room, and the door was shut behind them, Clarke turned her full attention back to her roommate. "Are you okay, Lex?"
Lexa nodded, trying to keep the traces of fear and sorrow out of her eyes, but Clarke saw right through her act. "You know, it's okay if you're hurting, Lexa. I'm your girlfriend, and I love you, no matter what. You don't have to pretend around me."
Just like that, the walls came down, and the tears sprung up in green eyes again. "It all just felt so real. I haven't had a nightmare in so long. I know that I talked about my past just yesterday, and it was hard, but it was nothing compared to this. I mean, I remember everything that happened, but I had forgotten what it actually felt like. What he did to me."
Clarke wiped away the tear that had managed to escape from the green pool. "It's okay, LW. He can't get to you now. You're going to be just fine."
Lexa nodded in response before leaning back into Clarke and resting her head against the blonde's shoulder. She was silent for a few moments before she spoke again. "Will you just hold me for a while?"
"Of course," Clarke said. "I've got you, and I'm not going anywhere."
She began to rub her roommate's back with one hand, and she used the other hand to play with Lexa's brunette curls, since she now knew that her girlfriend liked it and drew comfort from the gesture. She pressed a gentle kiss to Lexa's head, and she wished more than anything that there was something more that she could do for the girl who had just cracked open in her arms, but she knew that there wasn't. If all she could do for the other girl right now was hold her, then Clarke was going to hold that girl for as long as she needed.
When the two girls finally went downstairs for breakfast, the other residents were just finishing up their own meals. Everyone had been talking and laughing, like on any other morning, but the table fell silent at the sight of Clarke and Lexa, and the blonde didn't have to wonder anymore whether or not Raven had told everyone about Lexa's panic attack. Clarke sat down in the uncomfortable silence, even though she wanted nothing more than to just turn around and leave after the stressful morning that she and her roommate had had. She could tell that Lexa wanted the same thing, but she forced herself to sit down as well.
At that moment, Indra came out of the kitchen, carrying two plates of pancakes, which she set down in front of Clarke and Lexa, and the two girls accepted them graciously. The older woman shot Lexa a sympathetic look as the young brunette reached for the butter. "I heard that you had a rough morning, Lexa."
Lexa just nodded politely. "I did."
"I'm very sorry that you had to go through something like that. How are you feeling?" Indra asked.
Clarke cringed at the questioning, thinking that Lexa probably would not like all of the sympathy that was being directed at her, but the brunette did not seem to be bothered by it. Or if she was, she did a good job of hiding it, because Clarke could not tell.
"Much better," Lexa answered. "I just needed some time alone with Clarke."
Indra gave Lexa a warm smile, and the brunette returned it. Clarke was shocked at how happy and put together Lexa was looking right now when only moments ago, she had looked broken and empty upstairs while Clarke held her in their room. Either Lexa got over things surprisingly easily, or she was just really good at hiding her emotions when she wanted to. Clarke was pretty sure that it was the latter, since she herself was still a bit shaken up from this morning when she hadn't even been the one to have the attack. She honestly wasn't sure how she felt about that, and she could only hope that Lexa never tried to hide anything from her because she didn't know if she would be able to tell that the other girl was hiding anything at all.
Once Indra left the room, silence descended upon the table like a thick wool blanket. It was suffocating, and Clarke suddenly began to understand why Lexa never wanted to tell everyone about her past. She was afraid that they would treat her just like this. Clarke placed a comforting hand on Lexa's knee, and Lexa brought a hand down to rest over Clarke's. Neither one of them had even eaten a bite of their food yet, and Clarke was just about to suggest that they go back upstairs when Octavia finally broke the silence. "Lexa, we had no idea that you were abused by your stepdad before you came here. Why didn't you ever tell us?"
Lexa seemed slightly surprised that the people at the table knew about this, and she immediately shot a pointed look at Raven. "So you told them everything."
"No. I did." Anya spoke up. "Raven only told them that you guys would be late to breakfast because you had a panic attack. She wouldn't say anything more, but these annoying little shits kept on asking. They all thought that your panic attack was Costia-related because really, what else could it be with what they knew? They kept asking me questions, and they were testing my patience, and someone, I won't name any names, was wondering how you could fully love Clarke if you were still so hung up on Costia. I felt like I had to tell them after that one, to make them feel like shit for even suggesting such a thing. I'm sorry though, Lexa. I know it wasn't really my decision to make."
"It's fine, Anya. You were defending my honor." Lexa cracked a smile. "Besides, if I've learned anything from hiding my relationship with Clarke, it's that everyone would have probably found out eventually, and not in the way I'd want."
Everyone let out a short chuckle at the statement before the mood of the table turned more serious again.
"We're all really sorry you went through that, Lexa," Jasper said. "You had a crappy childhood, and then you lost Costia, and I am so sorry."
"It's fine, guys. Seriously. As long as I remember to take my meds at night, I shouldn't have any more nightmares. Besides, I am finally feeling happy again, especially now that I have Clarke." Lexa glanced at her girlfriend with a small smile, and Clarke leaned over to press a quick kiss to her lips.
"Still, I'm really sorry that I was ever mean to you, Lexa, and that I was so reluctant to give you a second chance. You didn't deserve that." Raven looked down at her plate in shame, and Clarke had to stop her mouth from dropping open in shock at the fact that Raven Reyes had just apologized of her own accord. Clarke had never thought she'd live to see the day.
"I'm sorry as well," Bellamy spoke up from across the table. "The only reason that I was so mean to you was because I didn't think that losing Costia gave you the right to treat everyone like crap, but if I had known that your entire life was, well, crap, I would've been a whole lot nicer."
Lexa smiled at both of them. "It's not too late to start now. Besides, just because I had a pretty crap life up until this point didn't give me the right to treat everyone else badly. Doing that was hurting me just as much as it was hurting you guys, and I never would have started feeling better if I would have kept that up." Lexa paused for a moment before continuing to speak to everyone at the table. "Thank you for being so nice and understanding, guys, but I want you to know that, while you guys are just learning about this, it's not something that just happened to me. It was my past, and it's over. There's nothing I or anyone else can do to change it, and I have been doing fine for a while now, with all of it. I learned to deal with it a long time ago, and I don't want you to treat me any differently because of it."
Clarke watched as the people around the table nodded and voiced their understanding, and she was glad that her roommate had given their housemates the same speech that the brunette had given her. The blonde knew that she herself had already begun to understand this before Lexa had even said anything, but these people didn't get Lexa as well as Clarke did, and the blonde wouldn't want them to start babying Lexa and make the brunette even more uncomfortable than she probably already was in the face of sharing this new information with them.
Clarke had to admit that she was proud of how far Lexa had come since she had first met the brunette. The Lexa that was sitting beside Clarke now was nowhere near the cruel girl that she had originally thought her roommate to be. Lexa handled this situation so well and was so nice to everyone, and Clarke was really happy that she had actually gotten to know the sweet girl that was behind the high walls. She couldn't imagine her life without the brunette now, and this only made her all the more angry that anyone would ever want to hurt her roommate.
"Could we let it go for now then?" Lexa asked. "I don't really like to talk about it."
"Of course," Octavia agreed easily. "How about we discuss strategies to try out at the next kickball day in gym?"
"No way." Raven was quick to protest. "Emori is right here, and she plays for Azgeda House. She'll just tell them all of our secrets."
"I will not," Emori argued. "I have to play with you guys for the actual tournament anyway, so why would I give away our plans to the enemy?"
As the house began to discuss kickball tactics, Clarke smiled as she watched Lexa finally begin to eat her pancakes, and Clarke allowed herself to eat hers as well. They were banana pancakes this morning, and they were delicious, as all of Indra's food always was. The blonde was really glad that Lexa was able to deal with all of this so well, and she knew that it was for the best that everyone in the house knew what had happened to the brunette so that no one else would have to find out like Raven had. Clarke felt Lexa's hand slip into hers, and she gave it a gentle squeeze, not letting go as she threw out a kickball plan of her own.
That evening, Lexa found herself at the movie theater with Anya, even though she had originally hoped to just spend a chill night in with Clarke. Now that she was here though, she was glad that she had come because she and Anya had used the short walk over to the theater to catch up, and they had chosen a horror movie this time. Even though she hadn't minded the rom-com that she and Clarke had gone to see last weekend, she was much more into horror, and she found it helpful that she wasn't distracted this time by the girl that was sitting beside her.
Lexa shoved some popcorn into her mouth as she watched the screen, and she was thankful that horror was Anya's favorite genre, too. It had been Costia's as well, and the three of them had gone to every new horror movie that had come out during their freshman year. Sometimes, they even managed to drag Emori along, even though the other girl would normally whine about how she would much rather see an action movie. She was more into the whole superhero thing. Lexa was relieved that she could now think about these memories with a smile on her face when, only a few months ago, remembering such a thing would have caused a fresh ache to open up inside her chest.
Once the movie had ended, Lexa and Anya could not stop raving to each other about how great it had been, and Lexa was glad to see that her best friend had clearly enjoyed it as much as she had. Once their initial excitement had died down, Lexa decided that she wanted talk about something more serious. Maybe it was due to the emotional high that she was at from the thrill of seeing the movie, or maybe she just wanted a chance to talk to her best friend while the two of them were alone, but as they passed under the light of a streetlamp on their walk back to campus, Lexa decided that she was finally ready to talk to her friend about what had happened that morning. "Thank you for helping me this morning and being so calm about it. I think that really helped Clarke, especially because you knew exactly what I needed."
Anya raised an eyebrow at her. "I've done this quite a bit, remember? I was always the calm one at first before Costia got used to it and took over. She was always better at it than me though. The hair thing was a nice touch, but you know I could never forget exactly what to do."
"So why did you let Clarke do it?" Lexa asked curiously, having been wondering since that morning. "You knew exactly what to do, and she didn't, and you always used to do it when Costia flipped out, so why did you let Clarke do it instead of taking over the moment you got there?"
"You needed it to be Clarke," Anya answered simply with a shrug. "She can comfort you now in a way that I'll never be able to, so it's obvious that she would be able to calm you down the quickest. Besides, she's your girlfriend; she should know how to take care of you."
Lexa hung her head a little at this. "I wish she didn't need to. She shouldn't have to take care of me all the time. I know that that can be really hard on her, and she shouldn't have to go through that because of me. I know that I'm probably really difficult to deal with right now, and sometimes, I wish that she could have just been with someone normal because, I don't know, I feel like I don't deserve her."
"Lexa, look at me," Anya instructed, and the brunette did. "Clarke wants to be there for you. She could have broken up with you at any time, but she didn't because she is choosing to love you, no matter what. Another reason that I let Clarke take charge this morning was because, even though I could tell that she was afraid, I could also see a bit of frustration in her eyes because she didn't know what to do to help you, and she wanted to. You don't have to feel like you're a burden on Clarke. I know that I don't know her as well as you do, but you can trust me when I say that she has never felt that way about you."
Lexa dipped her head in gratitude. "Thank you. Sometimes, I still need to be reassured of that, you know? I've never really been loved like this before."
"So you really love her then?" Anya asked. "Maybe even more than Costia?"
Lexa bit her lip, hesitating to say out loud what she had barely even allowed herself to think. However, Anya's eyes were warm and reassuring, and Lexa reminded herself that she could tell her best friend anything. "I think so. The way I feel about Clarke is different than what I've ever felt for anyone else. Stronger somehow. I mean, she saw the good in me, even when I was being a complete asshole, and she stuck by my side through everything because she was, for some reason, determined to help me. I know I always used to say that Costia was my soulmate, but I'm starting to think that maybe Clarke is."
Anya smiled at the brunette. "I'm really happy to hear that because I think she might be, too. Costia would be so proud of you. You know that, right?"
Lexa turned hopeful eyes on her best friend. "You really think so?"
"I know so," Anya said definitively.
As the two of them walked into the house, it was almost silent inside, no sign of anyone in the common area. The sight of the house so empty gave it an almost eerie feel, and it was only then that Lexa realized how bustling and full of life it usually was. When Lexa glanced at the grandfather clock that was in the hallway, she saw that the reason for this desertedness was that it was ten minutes before curfew. It seemed that she and Anya had made it back just in time.
"That was really fun," Anya said as they climbed up the staircase. "I hope we can do this again sometime."
"Of course," Lexa responded. "I loved spending time with you again."
Anya began to chuckle to herself, and Lexa looked at her with a confused frown until the older girl explained that she was laughing about a scene from the movie. "I still can't believe that couple came face to face with a demon, and not even two minutes later, they were having sex as if nothing had happened."
Lexa shrugged. "Some people are stupid."
"It serves them right that they died."
Lexa could not stop a laugh from escaping her lips as she nodded her head in agreement with her best friend's statement.
When they reached Lexa's room, Anya leaned in to hug her before making her way down the hallway to her own room. "Have fun with your girl."
Lexa waggled her eyebrows at her best friend, causing the other girl to laugh and give her a fake gag. As Lexa pushed open the door to join the roommate that she was so eager to see, she wondered how it was that Anya always seemed to dispel her doubts and assure her that she was doing the right thing.