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A Fitting Relationship

Tracy toyed with the keys in her hand just outside the door to her own apartment, a small and desperate attempt to draw out the time she was spending with Acene. She didn't want the day to end, but with the full moon shining high in the star-filled sky, it was getting harder to justify staying out. “W-well, I had, y’know, fun… hanging out with you? Today?” Tracy stuttered, suddenly too flustered to string words together properly, berating herself mentally for it already. The snake woman laughed softly, amused at her date’s sudden fluster. Tracy found herself smiling despite her embarrassment. “I had fun, too.” Acene replied coolly, a part of her debating on how long she should let Tracy trip over herself. Turning the key over and over in her hands, Tracy was floundering hard, smiling like an idiot as she watched the light play off of the serpent’s scales. “I-I, ah, was thinking… I mean, if you want to, like, if it’s okay? With you, if you… ah…” *Fuck, Tracy, pull yourself together