You’re not a true lesbian without piercings, right? I don’t know, Rose, piercings don’t really seem your style.
Yeah, I can imagine… The whole ‘not a homosexual’ thing can’t really be too fun to hear. Not really much I can say on this one other than I hope the best for you. This is pretty much the only time I’ve ever hoped for a chick to be a lesbian.
[You give a little nod of your own.]
I don’t think you have anything to worry about as far as that goes.
Oh no! How am I to resolve this clear metaphysical quandary? I’ll need to go the middle road by obtaining a great many piercings and then letting them heal in disgust.
You give a little laugh.
Heh. Well, I suppose your hope has not gone unanswered, for the Sapphic throes have overtaken me. I wonder if the same is true for the other girl…

You call, and the answer is predictable. Since he’s your John you’re calling, all of the memories line up with those...
[You hesitate for a moment, but in the end, decide against speaking the thoughts on your mind.] Fine. Go ahead.
just name a time and a place, and i can be there. we can hang, talk about things, share pain, and be friends. Your smile...