Gale Perkins made her way tiredly back to her apartment, after once again being a human battery for a Negaverse Lieutenant, and that was what she told herself over and over and over, she was just giving energy. All that had been was her giving her energy…just because the kiss had continued…but..she was just trying to get more energy from her, that was all…it was all some great scheme…and…

And it had been so nice…and she was going to do it all over again on Saturday.

So it was a date.

No…no not a date! Just a date…a calendar date, nothing more than that. It was no big deal. No big deal at all…she was just going to go, and donate her energy…and save people. And kiss. And keep kissing.

Gale covered her face in her hands and gave a groan. Maybe…maybe she shouldn’t have left so quickly…maybe she should have stayed and kept kissing…she had never been kissed like that before…let alone by a girl…but…

It had felt so nice…

Nobody had ever…been so…passionate with her before…it was new and exciting…and the more she thought about her…Stella was quite pretty…with her eyes the color of the sky on a summer day…should she bring flowers on Saturday? Would Stella be expecting flowers? Or…should she kiss first next time.

The woman flopped backwards on her bed and stared at the ceiling, trying to just clear her thoughts. She knew this was a bad idea, deep down she really did know it was a terrible idea to do this…but…but she had never had someone sow such an interest in her before, and she really, really liked it. It was so nice…and it just made her feel so special…

And the way Stellerite had fawned over her…calling her name cute, calling her cute…it was just far too much to process. Since they kissed…did that mean they were dating…? Did Stella want to be dating her…were they allowed to date?

She really should bring flowers, she should bring flowers…and maybe chocolate…because that’s what you did on a date…and she should see if they were dating…Oh it was just so much to deal with at once…too much, honestly. At least she had learned a few things from the whole…from tonight. She had learned that kissing was…really amazing…and that kissing girls wasn’t that bad at all, not even a little bad…and she learned that she was kissable. That was always something important to learn, even if she really…still had a hard time believing it.

Oh! Maybe she could make Stella a scarf! That would be a practical gift…especially in the cold weather…and it wouldn’t be as personal as flowers, or come with the same implications as flowers…that was a good idea. Sometimes she did manage to have a few good ideas, though not as often as she would have liked to…but this one, this was a very good one.

Dragging herself from the bed, Gale went to her box of yarn and picked out a few brightly colored balls. This was going to be a beautiful scarf, and she hoped beyond hope that Stella would love it.