wrapping Audrey in a tight embrace. “I hope I see you again, pretty lady.” It was strange, witnessing Celia’s purple dreadlocks blend against Audrey’s platinum blonde hair. It should’ve been unnatural, just like my attraction to her. But somehow, it wasn’t. Somehow it was as natural as my need for darkness and autumn, and it was driving me crazy that I couldn’t make sense of it. So, I thought maybe it was time I stopped trying to and just accepted it for whatever it was.
