A Little Taste Of Freedom"Kiss me."
Angel muttered, brown eyes wide. It had been quite a while since she'd uttered those words --especially to someone who's response she was unsure of. Marie reminded her of a real angel, an angel that had humor and strength. One that didn't back down against all odds, someone who could laugh just as good as they could throw a punch. So now it was this moment of staring into Marie's soft blue eyes, awaiting at least for a word or an action. Of course neither of them had ever kissed..well, you know. A person of the same gender. But yet here they were, both of their hearts beating rapidly. Eyes curious and full of hesitance. Would one back down to tell the other that their feelings did not cross the boundary line of friendship? "Angel...You are kidding, right?" Marie offered a small smile, tilting her head to the side in that usual way of hers; blond hair falling into her eyes and sending a ping to Angel's chest at the sight of her sheer beauty. I adore you...