The Tangle the intro to purple rain is the closest i’ll come to having a boner

Mallaidh snorts at the joke, staying a step closer to her friend. Gingerly, she puts her teeth on a twig that hadn’t quite come out from the shake and drops it but she does not put space back between them. She hasn’t seen much of Rose lately but she blames herself more than anything, with everything going on.

“Yeah,” she says and smiles a bit. Has Blixen said something to Rose? Would she be okay if she came, too? The topic of their friend isn’t a sore spot anymore, especially when she and the future leader aren’t… a couple. Has that changed now? God, she has so many questions. “I really like it here,” she adds, then a shy afterthought, “I can show you my favorite places.”

She presses her nose to Rose’s cheek, then urges her to follow. “But, um… I’d really like it if you came with us? If you want, I mean,” she says and her face burns hot, “but it’s not like we wouldn’t see each other all the time anyway if you didn’t. The cliffs are like, right there.”