We Can Solve For X ✔~ trixya

Chapter 13: Dinner and Dreams

There are few things in this world that can compare to a beautiful and happy girl, and in Katya's opinion there was nothing that could compare to Trixie's beauty on that Saturday evening.
The Barbie was all dolled up, a yellow checkered dress on her form and her signature white gogo boots on her feet, her glasses switched out for contact lenses, something Trixie did on occasion. Katya herself had settled on a skin tight black long sleeved dress, with a zipper in the front which was pulled down enough to show just a sliver of her bra.

"You look stunning." The blonde told the girl, who instantly blushed a little.

"You look hot, and I'm already questioning if you actually want me to fail your less sex policy." Trixie stated jokingly.

"Well, to be fair, I didn't say no sex." Katya responded with a laugh.

"Fair point." The pink haired girl responded.

They had met up at an Indian restaurant near Katya's apartment, as it was the only type of food the blonde did not hate or find inconvenient, and it also wasn't too fancy.

"This feels so strange. I've never gone on a date with someone I know and like already." Trixie said as they flipped through their menus. 

"Never?" The blue eyed woman said in a shocked tone.

"No, I think we both know that the date part wasn't exactly the goal for me. Honestly, dating people I knew was just inconvenient to me because I could end up having to deal with their feelings." The pink haired girl spoke honestly.

"What's the wierdest thing your addiction has lead you to do? You don't have to say, I'm just curious." Katya asked.

"I once sucked off a dude in a movie theatre." Trixie replied as if it was the same as telling someone you brushed your teeth that morning.

"Really?" 

"Yeah, that's also how I found out that I was one hundred percent gay. I finished him off, but it was not hot at all. I literally wanted to throw up after." She said with a laugh.

"Well, things happen to everyone." Katya sang, in a very out of tune way, whilst laughing, making the other woman scream-laugh like a bird getting killed.

"What's the wierdest thing that's happened to you from your addiction?" The doll asked.

"I used to do a lot of LSD and mushrooms and I once during a trip watched an hour long Radio City Music Hall Rockettes Christmas Spectacular Show take place inside the carpet of my bedroom." The blonde responded, fully aware of how insane that sounded. 

"That is nuts, but also sounds wierdly fun." Trixie laughed. 

"Yeah, problem is you always have the looming danger of a trip being very, very bad. But it was fun when it was fun." Katya replied.

They ordered not long after, their food arriving about thirty minutes later. It was a quiet evening, no drama and nothing particularly extraordinary. But it was perfect to the two of them.

Katya had never been good at sustaining a relationship, her addiction having driven many a partner away. Trixie had never even attempted relationships due to her own addiction. This was a new beginning for both of them. The start of something. They didn't need to define it yet, for now it was just baby steps into the unknown, a new discovery round every unexplored corner. 

"What's your dream? That is.. if you have one." The pink haired doll asked as she dipped her spoon into the Aloo Matar on her plate, savoring the taste of it as it hit her tounge.

"Something to do with art, but I don't really want to limit myself. I just wanna create, and let the water of destiny carry me wherever it wants. I think that as long as I'm expressing myself in some sort of artistic way, I'll be happy." The blonde responded.

"I'd like to sing." Trixie stated suddenly.

"Really? Well, you seem good from the little I've heard."

"Thanks and yeah, I always wanted to do country or folk music, be a singer-songwriter, but that's not really an option. Mom would kill me if I threw my education away like that, Harvard has always been her goal for me." The doll said sadly.

"Well, that's her goal, but is it really worth to give up your dream over if it isn't your goal?" Katya asked, finding it awful that the other girl was so prepared to give up on everything she wanted.

"Other dreams can wait... at least that's what they've always told me."

"I think you should decide if they can wait, not them. I get that they want you to make the safe choice, it's easier to row in calm water, but if we want to live life to the fullest then we sometimes have to face unruly waves." The blue eyed girl spoke calmly, taking the other woman's hand in hers where it layed on the table between them. 

"I've never thought about it like that before... honestly, I've never even considered that I had a say in the matter." Trixie responded.

"Of course you have a say, it's your life. You're the only one who has any real say." Katya said with a soft smile. 

All she wanted was for the pink haired girl to be happy, truly happy. The poor girl had been controlled all her life, the underlaying anger and frustration from that seeming to have sparked the girl's addiction, and still she seemed so willing to just surrender to other people mapping out her life for her. The blonde couldn't help but wonder if Trixie's addiction might ease up if she was allowed to do what she dreamed of, and she was going to help the girl find out.