January 19th 2015

Yesterday was the day Cosima lied to her mom about having a girlfriend. Cosima has no idea what to do now. Delphine is not her girlfriend. Delphine is definitely not her girlfriend. She's probably straight anyway. Cosima doesn't want to hope. Crushing on straight girls is dangerous and painful. She'd rather have a pencil in her eye.

After hours of moping about, contemplating any future course of action, she comes up with an idea. She could ask someone else what they think about her situation. Someone who lives close to her apartment...someone like...Sarah. Sarah. There's a start.

Cosima had texted Felix last night in a panic, the screen lit up with blue bubbles filled with exclamations of "OH SHIT FELIX SOS" and "I MIGHTVE GOTTEN MYSELF INTO SOMETHING NOT HELLA. I REPEAT. NOT HELLA." Felix had not responded since, Cosima figures he must have went out partying and passed out. Cosima sighs. She pulls out her vividly green cased phone, noticing the lack of responses from Felix as she expected, and decides to send a quick text to Sarah.

"Hey Sarah. Is it morally okay for someone to tell their mom that they're dating someone they're not actually dating? Asking for a friend, obvs."

A grey bubble pops up. "Christ, Cos. What did you do?"

A second later, another one, "Come over before you get yourself into more trouble, yeah? ur supposed to be the smart friend, ya silly tit"

Cosima smiles at her phone while typing a response, "k be there in five."

Cosima arrives fashionably late at the other woman's apartment. She knocks and while waiting, checks her phone for any signs of Felix possibly being alive. Still nothing.

Sarah opens the door, running her hand through the top of her hair in mild frustration. Before Cosima can say anything, Sarah mutters, "yeah yeah, 'kinda always late' you don't need to repeat that shite every time, yeah?"

Cosima strolls in, noticing the lack of a small child running around, before questioning, "Hey, where's Kira?"

"Fee has her. He owed me a favor and Kira wanted to hang out with her Uncle Felix anyway, said somethin' 'bout him letting her watch Rupaul's Drag Race or somethin'...Never heard of it, but what the hell..."

Cosima stifles a laugh. "I err-know what that is-uh, nevermind"

Sarah gives her a questioning look and continues, "and yeah uh, I told Fee to turn his bloody phone off for once in his damn life while he watches my little girl. He's addicted to some app, like you'd think the app was a bloody drug or somethin' like, Christ. Said he was 'on the B list, Sarah, you wouldn't understand!' or whatever. He's bonkers if you ask me." Sarah lightly punches Cosima's arm, "Hey, wanna tell me 'bout ya new girlfriend?" seasoning the question with a charade of kissing the air dramatically.

Cosima looks down at the floor and mutters, "I'm screwed, okay?"

Sarah teasingly glares at her, "You bloody will be screwed, but not in the way you're usin' the term right now. Come on, Cos. Don't go getting all boo-hoo on me now, alright?"

"But Sarah! I messed up, like really bad. Like, I can't just ask Delphine to pretend to be my girlfriend, that'd be insane. But...my mom looked so happy when I accidentally said that. I just, don't want to let her down, yknow?" Cosima plops down on the couch next to Sarah and folds her arms.

"If anyone could pull this shite off, it's you. Call the damn girl right now or I will. I swear-" Sarah holds her hand out so Cosima will give her the phone.

"Jeez, man. Alright, Alright. I'll do it. But only because I know if you do it it will make this about a thousand times worse. So." Cosima digs into her pocket to retrieve her phone. She scrolls through her contacts before coming across Delphine's number. She lets out a deep, anxious sigh before clicking it and waiting.

A second passes before a voice comes through. "Hello? Cosima?"

"Hey um, this is crazy, but..." Cosima's heart starts to race and her words begin to jumble. "will you be my girlfriend...err pretend to be my girlfriend for one or maybe like two days... my mom's giving me shit for not having a date to this wedding thing, and yknow you're sciencey and hot it's believable...I promise it won't be weird, the cake will be rad as hell it's like chocolate but vanilla too with some mocha it's like a threesome of flavors man, shit. I'm rambling. I am so so sorry. I'll shut up-"

Delphine clears her throat. "Uh, pretend...to be your girlfriend. I heard that correctly, yes?" Cosima nods shamefully before realizing the other woman can't see. "Uh, yeah. Actually. I know it's like, really weird, but-"

Delphine cuts her off with a blurted out, "Oui. I'll do it."

Both women stare at their respective phones in shock before hanging up, throwing their phones far away from them as if the devices had caught fire.

A single thought runs through their minds.

What just happened?