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"What are you talking about? We're best friends." Lisa says, her bored tone an attempt at masking her obvious nervousness.
"Lisa, best friends don't kiss!" Rosé exclaims frustratedly, the named girl's eyes widening.
She stares at her college best friend in shock, trying to say something, ideally to say something that would refute the accusation, but she can't think of coherent words to do so.
"W-what...?" Lisa says lowly, Rosé sighing out loudly.
"You were both all over each other at Nayeon's party this Saturday. It shows, Lisa. Especially with a pair like you and Jennie, it more than just shows." Rosé says and Lisa's brain fogs.
"You...What are you thinking? That's just stupid, we were drunk. Jennie and I are literally best friends...it must have been a slip and you're making a mountain out of a-"
"Oh my god! You both kissed each other! Do you know the level of attraction that has to be between two people to kiss the way you both did? It was all tongue and you both were basically dry-humping on the dance floor!"
"Stop it." Lisa spits out agitatedly, harshly throwing the game controller sideways as it bounces over the springy couch they're seated on and falls to the carpeted ground with a small thud. She's just about to make a move to leave but Rosé's fingers snake around her arm tightly.
"Lisa...you've both been into each other since the first day you met-" Lisa breathes in to retaliate but Rosé's look at her turns stern and her grip tightens, "-and it's like you've been playing pointless games with each other since then. I don't know if this is a friends-with-benefits thing, but whatever this is, it's not going to end well if you both keep at this silly little game of yours."
Lisa gives in, drawing a long sigh.
"But we're best friends, Rosie. It'll be fine I prom-"
"Don't promise me that, Lisa. Don't. I swear to God. This is well past the line of being best friends. It's dangerous at this point. You guys are best friends, yes, but admit it or not, Lisa, you both have feelings for each other. Lust is just one part of it. But there's more. I've seen it up close and now I'm terrified. I'm sure you both are too." Rosé's frown only deepens with each word.
"I just- I- goddammit." Lisa grits her teeth, lowering her head between both her hands and trying to think of something. "This conversation isn't going anywhere, Rosé..." She says defeatedly, hearing Rosé shift beside her.
Her friend's hand falls to her shoulder, offering a gentle squeeze.
"It can. I'm just trying to knock some sense into that stupid little head of yours. And, if you haven't caught up already, your little arrangement with Jennie isn't leading to anywhere either. It's going to get you both going around in circles and driving one another and yourselves crazy until you just can't anymore and you snap. That's where it gets shitty and I want to avoid that. Our whole group is going to fall apart, Lis. You both bind it together in so many ways, or we would have probably all lost touch with how we're all dabbling in piled-up schoolwork. I don't want that to happen, please." Rosé's voice wavers as she finishes and Lisa looks up at her friend's pleading expression.
