sofia isella ⁰¹

you and sofia are complete polar opposites.

while she is a somewhat dark and humourless woman, you are pretty much all sunshines and rainbows. another difference? sofia openly likes women--but you? you aren't sure. it is a possibility, considering how you have never had a boyfriend.

but it just doesn't seem possible in your mind.

you are currently sitting on sofia's bed while she's in the bathroom, the door wide open as she does her makeup for her upcoming concert in a few hours. And of course, you're complaining about the male population.

"i just don't know if he's interested--or if I am, for that matter." you whine, watching her with a small frown of annoyance.

she smirks smugly, watching you through the mirror as she applies eyeliner to her waterline. "you know, it would be ten times easier if you just dated--"

"dated women?" you finish with a cocked eyebrow. "yeah, yeah, i know. but I don't even think I would ever like a woman, it just isn't a possibility--"

while you drone on, you didn't notice sofia was now out of the bathroom and standing right in front of you. she leans over with a smug grin, one hand gripping your chin and the other resting over your hand on the bed.

"don't knock it till you've tried it." She hums, her face barely an inch from yours.

and while you sit frozen in shock with a light pink blush painting your face, she turns away and walks back to the bathroom without another word.