You lean in close, ignoring the screams of security guards and onlookers alike as you press your lips against hers. The kiss is soft and gentle at first, but it grows more passionate as you feel her respond to you. Your hands find their way into her hair, holding her head to yours as if afraid that she might slip away.
And then, miraculously, the chaos around you seems to fade away.
We should grab more eggs, Lucy. Let's find us a farm
The kiss ends, but your hands remain in her hair as you look deep into her eyes. She smiles up at you, and it's the most beautiful thing you've ever seen. For once, there is no shame or regret in that smile. Just love.
You nod, grinning back at her. "Yeah," you say, your voice raspy from emotion. "Let's find a farm."