“So?” Sara asks impatiently. They’re sitting in Sara’s living room. She’s currently on Alex’s lap, their legs tangled together. The couch is empty. Alex is still wearing Sara’s shirt, which is also a little tight for her because of how big Sara’s apartment is. But neither of them seem to care about that, so they don’t comment on it.

Alex takes a deep breath and releases it slowly, gathering her thoughts. “I think I got through to her.” She says eventually. She looks up at Sara and gives her a small smile. Sara smiles back warmly. “Really? That’s great! What did you say?” She asks eagerly.

Alex smiles softly and...