The Taxi

Eleven

After about 3 hours of much needed sleep, both girls woke up feeling refreshed. They had decided on meeting up later to watch a movie at Camila's, then to head up to the roof and talk about life. Lauren headed off to her apartment to get ready for work and Camila freshened up before stepping out.

The two women went to work and carried on their day, and as per usual were plagued with thoughts of each other. Lauren was excited to split a bottle of wine on the roof with Camila, and Camila was excited to kiss the wine off of Lauren's lips on the roof. 

Eventually the time came for both of them to meet up at Camila's place, Lauren had in hand a bottle of their favorite wine, Camila had popcorn.

"I feel like Olivia Pope!" Lauren giggled as the two sat down to watch Inglourious Basterds, their mutual favorite movie. Lauren vaguely gestured to the food and drink on the coffee table before them.

They made it about 30 minutes into the movie before conversation overwhelmed them and they decided to start the rooftop portion of the evening early. It was a full moon tonight, and Lauren couldn't stop staring at Camila's skin as it reflected nearly silver in the light.

"You look really good in this lighting." Lauren said, reaching out to slightly graze Camila's cheek. 

"In the dark?" Camila laughed, lightly slapping Lauren's upper arm.

They laughed together for a while, before slipping into a conversation that wouldn't end until hours later.

The girls had spent the rest of the evening and most of the early hours of the morning laying on the roof of their building, cigarettes in hand and bottle of wine wedged between the two of them.

They spoke of memories of Miami - the city they unknowingly shared for 18 years, sexual awakenings, and their mutual affection for music and art. The conversation dipped and lulled naturally, the girls at times pausing just to look at each other.

Lauren's heart suddenly felt as though it fell right through her and crashed through the roof, plummeting through the building. Lauren didn't know what it was, but there was something about Camila she had never seen in another woman, and she surely didn't want to let it go. Throughout the span of their conversation, Lauren had felt something she never thought she could be capable of feeling. Lauren had never been in love, but felt as though she could be with Camila. Lauren tried to remind herself they barely knew each other except for tonight's conversation and some passing stories the two had told each other, but it was beginning to feel inevitable for Lauren.

"I think I'm going to fall in love with you," Lauren said, as though the words she had just said calmly and coolly as ever. She spoke the hefty words as if she had said some sort of universal truth - something everyone knew already, or as if she had simply said her favorite food or color. "But you knew that..." she added, her new words noticeably shakier than her former phrase.

"I think I'm going to fall in love with you." Camila smiled, her heart skipping what felt like a minute's worth of beats, starting the moment Lauren began speaking and ending the second she reciprocated Lauren's feelings. "But you also knew that." She smiled, looking pointedly at Lauren.

"What do we do about that?" Lauren said in her typical Lauren fashion, already fretting the future. "What does this mean?"

"Well I think it means we should be like, girlfriends or something." Camila laughed, flushing a slight pink at the mention of the word coming from her lips. Camila had never had a real girlfriend, and the premise of the possibility alone was enough to set her ablaze, let alone the tangible imminency of this exact situation. "If you want, of course."

"I think that sounds logical." Lauren laughed, embarrassed she didn't come to that conclusion on her own. "I've never had a real girlfriend before and if I'm being honest, you're the first person I've ever been anywhere near this feeling with. We're very similar people, more so than I think we realize."

"I feel like I've known you in a past life. You feel so familiar yet so far away - like I just can't quite reach you the way I want to." Camila smiled slightly. "I think I'm getting close though."

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I'm so sorry I'm literally horrible at updating I genuinely have 0 excuses. Here's a short little update, I was feeling momentarily inspired today.