That morning should have been a typical Sunday morning. A lazy day, in which Belle would usually spend the day reading in blankets. Last night had changed everything. It was impossible to relax when she could be possibly losing her best friend forever.

Wrapped up warm in a dark blue coat, Belle was headed towards her local coffee shop. Though she recovered from her hangover quickly enough, she decided to go out to clear her head. She supposed the brisk winter air could do her some good.

Ever since the beginning, Belle had always felt a strong connection to Ruby. She was convinced that the connection was purely platonic. Little did she know that the attraction was romantic.

Belle had always kept a strong barrier between her friends and her lovers, cautious that the two would never cross and create complications. Because of last night, the barrier had been completely destroyed. She had let her guard down, welcoming the problems she knew deep inside would ultimately form.

Entering the coffee shop, and being welcomed by the warm, inviting air, she approached the counter. As she ordered her usual latte, she locked eyes with a familiar face. She thought it would be rude if she didn't approach them, thus she grabbed her drink, and walked over.

"Billy, right?" said Belle, forcing a friendly smile on her face. "From last night."

Differing from the night before, Billy was not the charming, charismatic man he was previously. Instead, he wore a solemn look upon his weary face. His eyes had bags under them, and he held a jumbo coffee in his hand. "And you are?" he snarled.

"Belle, remember? I set you up with my friend."

"That's right. The friend who ditched me, right before we were about to get it on? I remember now." He shook his head, closing his eyes. "Thanks a lot for that."

"I'm sorry about that. She was going through some really serious stuff."

Billy stood, and chuckled. The laugh seemed humorless, rather than amused. "She's not the only one. I needed to get laid. After that disaster, no girls were willing to hop on my pogo stick."

Belle grimaced. It was such a lovely thing to hear so early in the morning.

"I can't believe that slut friend of yours didn't want a piece of me!" exclaimed Billy. "Look at me- I have the looks, the charm. What else could a girl ask for?"

"Her name is Ruby," corrected Belle, clenching her fists, doing everything in her power to control the sudden feeling of anger that had washed over her. How dare he insult Ruby like that? "You can't blame her. Maybe you've lost your game."

"Excuse me?" Billy's eyes grew wide, his nostrils flaring. "Do you have any idea who I am?"

"You're Billy, you're a mechanic, and your breath smells like bacon."

"Go to hell."

"Perhaps the reason you can't get laid is because all the ladies you go after are vegetarians. Seriously, take a mint."

"I'll end you, bitch."

"Bring it on, big shot."

Before the argument could continue any further, the two were interrupted by sudden sound of somebody clapping originating from the other side of the room. Belle turned her head towards the location of the sound, and her entire body froze.

There she stood. She whom Belle assumed never wanted to speak to her again. She slowly clapped her hands, not caring that people all around were staring at her. It was clear that she wanted the attention; she wanted Belle to look at her.

"Apologies for interrupting your little spat," said Ruby, with little sincerity in her voice, "but I believe I have to have a word with Miss. French."

Receiving a glare from Billy as she went, Belle followed Ruby to outside the shop.

"What the hell was that?" asked Ruby. Her voice quivered with anger.

"What the hell was what? He was disrespecting you, so I stood up for you." Belle shot back.

"That wasn't you, Belle. You don't argue. You walk away."

"I argue if I'm defending somebody I care about."

Belle studied Ruby's face, trying to decipher what she was feeling. The seconds of silence ate away at her. Belle wished she had never approached Billy in the first place. Then, she wouldn't have bumped into Ruby, and would just be enjoying a nice latte right now. Why couldn't she just avoid all of the complications? Karma was controlling fate right now, wanting revenge for all the mistakes she had made in the past.

"I can't stay mad at you forever." Ruby finally said. "Anger is the only way I can cope with this. How I can cope with you not loving me in the way I want you to. I can't lose you to some crumby one night stand. You're my best friend, and I have to accept the fact as a couple, we would never work."

It took a while for Belle to process the words. It was a lot to take in. They came truly from the heart, and it obviously took a lot of courage for Ruby to say them. "Ruby, you don't have to—"

"No. I do. I have to get this off my chest," interrupted Ruby, tears forming in her eyes. "I am hopelessly in love with you, Belle. Nothing will ever change how I feel about you. If I could, I would get rid of these feelings, because I know that our friendship is going to be irreparable after this. I can't hide this from you anymore. I can't walk around, praying that one day we're magically going to end up today. I know that is never going to happen, so I can't fool myself into believing it any longer. Without you, there is nothing for me to live for. You mean everything to me."

Though she hadn't realized she was getting emotional, a tear slid down Belle's cheek. Rule number 1 for her was never get emotionally attached to a one night stand. But Ruby was so much more than a one night stand. She was her best friend, who she could trust with her life. No matter what, Ruby always had her back.

"I-I should just go, before I fuck anything else up," stammered Ruby.

Before she could leave, Belle grabbed her arm. "Wait," Belle said.

Time stood still. Belle brought her lips closer and closer to her best friend's. There were no complications to stumble over. They were immaculate, and were perfect for each other. Belle hadn't realized it until now, but without Ruby, darkness clouded her life. Ruby was the only thing that could keep her smiling.

Their lips touched. It was passionate, sensational, and more importantly, both were completely sober. It wasn't some drunken mistake; it was a decision that they knew was right. As the kiss endured, Ruby began to stroke Belle's cheek with her left hand, while Belle's hands rested on Ruby's hips.

"Wow," was the only thing Ruby could say, when they eventually pulled away. "That was…"

"I know," agreed Belle. "I'm sorry, that was so sudden."

"Don't apologize, it's fine. I did basically just confess my undying love for you, after all."

"So, we've just made out, and neither of us is drunk, or high," Belle pulled a face, considering. "Does that make us a couple now?"

Ruby blushed. "I don't want you to force you into anything that you're not comfortable with. It's your call."

Belle intertwined her fingers with Ruby's. The second she did, Belle felt relaxed and safe. All of her troubles melted away. She never wanted to let go. She didn't even have to consider her next words. "Let's be adventurous."

Pure joy and utter bewilderment settled upon Ruby's face. Her smile grew wider and wider, her eyes lighting up in delight. "Are-Are you sure?" she stumbled over her words.

"Adventure lies ahead. We're gonna have some ups, some downs, but overall, we're not going to regret it."

"But, what if it doesn't work out?"

"Have optimism. Besides, no matter what happens, you're always going to be my best friend."

For the first time in both their lives, they both felt genuinely happy. Twists and turns lay ahead, an unmissable combination of laughter, romance and sex. So many stories lay ahead, and it was only just the beginning. The story of their first date, their engagement, their marriage, their first child. The supposedly meaningless one night stand had meant so much more that neither had anticipated. Both had been so confused, but that was all over now. Now, their future was an open door. Unlimited possibilities lay ahead. They would go on to travel around the world, with Belle's career path of journalism opening up jobs in the likes of Spain, Japan and Argentina. They both craved adventure. And that is what they got.