Jasmin's POV
All of us are going to have a "family dinner" at a restaurant. I don't know why my mama called it that. We're not a family. It's just two moms that have their daughters living with them and we're all in the same house.
We leave in twenty minutes, and Do Chi and I are chilling in my room. "So, Do Chi, tell me about yourself."
"Well, I was born in Vietnam. My mother and I had moved to America when I was two because my mother had discovered she was gay, and my father couldn't accept that, so she wanted to escape from him. Turns out, he's a dangerous man that couldn't cope with the fact that he'll never have my mom again. He threatened her life multiple times, even pointed a gun at her."
My eyes go big in horror, my mouth dropping open with shock. "That is so crazy. I'm sorry she went through that."
"That's why I'm happy she found your mom. My mom hasn't had a love like the one she has with your mom since she escaped him. And I'm also glad that I have you now." She smiles.
I smile back. "Being an only child gets lonely sometimes. I've always wanted someone I could hang out with all the time, tell my problems to, or just talk to." She says.
She makes the idea of having another child here sound not so bad. "I've always wanted a sister. Now I feel like I'm getting the chance to actually have one." She says.
"Your mom is so nice and happy, though. You'd never know she went through all that craziness." I say. "Unfortunately for her, my father is unstable and she didn't know it, but my mom is very resilient. She decided to make a better life for herself, and for me. And your mom is the reason why she's so happy all the time. She's truly never experienced a love like this before."
"Are you gay, too?" "Happily. I don't find attraction in boys. Don't really understand what all the hooplah about them is."
"Ha, me neither," My eyes go big. "Uh, I mean, boys are...ok." "Wait, are you gay, too?" She questions with a brow raised.
Fuck, she's suspicious of me.
"What? No. That's p-preposterous. I-I'm straight."
Do Chi's POV
She's gay. For sure.
Jasmin's POV
"Oh really? Who's your celebrity crush?" "Billy Eil- Justin Bieber." Both her eyebrows raise. "Really?" She says in a disbelieving tone.
"Yeep," I say, my voice shaky. "Gotta...love the man. So jealous that he's married to Hailey Baldwin. Uh, who's yours?"
"Doja Cat. She is SO thick, and I love how she doesn't care what people think of her. Also, her music is lit, even though it's hella straight."
Can't argue with that. Doja IS hella thick. Damn, those juicy tits and that big ass. It's even better that it's all real....
"I love Doja Cat." "Really? That's so cool!" She says, lighting up. I smile. "Hell yeah." "OMG, you should check out her Twitter. It is hi-larious."
"Show me. Her Twitter awaits." I smile. She pulls out her phone and goes to Doja's Twitter.
.....
We laugh at another post as someone knocks at the door. "Girls, it's time to leave for dinner."
