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It was getting darker outside. The electricity was cut off a while ago and so, the shop was lit by a spare candle that Agnes had found in the storage earlier. Rashi stood in front of the glass door, anxious about what Agnes had to say. "What is it?"
"I've been on a few dates. Blind dates actually, my friends tried setting me up with a few of their guy friends. It never worked out for me to follow it up with a second date. Except with this one guy, I wouldn't really call it a date but we hung out a couple of times because of our mutual interest in photography. I'm still friends with him. But that's not what I want to talk about..." Agnes began.
Rashi noticed Agnes was nervous from the way she spoke in a rush. She could say the same for herself, her heart was pounding but she didn't want to get ahead of herself. So, she waited for Agnes to finish telling her whatever it was that she wanted to.
"I was always too caught up with my own problems so I never really bothered to explain myself to anyone. I mostly kept to myself but I...feel like you should know" Agnes bit her lower lip.
"What are you getting at?" Rashi tried to mask her nervousness.
"I guess what I'm trying to tell you is that... I think I like you. What happened in the terrace earlier. Almost happened, I mean"
"When you made me look like an idiot?" Rashi mentally facepalmed, it wasn't her best choice of words. She didn't want to come off that way.
"No...No. I wouldn't have stopped myself. I just thought you weren't sure of yourself and didn't want it to be something you'd regret. It's... I've always known who I am and I know that's not the same for you"
"What made you think I'd regret it?"
"Look" Agnes sat up straight. "I did have supportive friends and I also had friends who stopped talking to me after they found out I was a lesbian. The others, well, they tried to set me up with girls after they found out why it didn't work with the guys" she chuckled at the thought. "I kissed a girl once in the spur of the moment, that didn't end well. I guess I didn't want the same to happen with you too"
Rashi didn't know what to say. It was true, she didn't know what these feelings were. If it was really there or if it stemmed from having spend time so closely with Agnes. Would it be gone in a few days when she was back in college in her hometown? Or would she still be thinking about Agnes and her curly hair, the frames on the wall, that small moment in the rain when she'd held her close? Was it something fleeting or would she be left wondering about what ifs? Rashi had no idea. "Thank you" was all she managed to utter.
Agnes's face fell a little but she quickly replaced it with a smile and Rashi almost hugged her.
"I just wanted to get it out off my chest. Or I would have regretted it"
Rashi pursed her lips and hugged herself. What now? Do they move on and act like this conversation didn't happen or do they let the awkwardness envelope them? "I appreciate it. You telling me"
