Mistakes

"To go."

Untangling their fingers, Nyxie pulled out her wallet and nodded when the girl behind the counter told her the price. Placing her card on the reader, she waited to hear the beep of approval, and buried it back into her bag, taking Graciela's hand again.

They had been doing that for a while now. Ever since the Halloween party (where they had gotten drunk and sworn on their lives never to drink again), everything between them had been moving faster. They weren't in a relationship, but with the constant flirting, cheek kisses, and hand-holding, Nyxie didn't feel like it was even necessary.

She simply enjoyed every moment of it, trying not to think about the future, or the way Garciela built walls around herself. She was slowly breaking them, and for now, that was good enough. Perfect, even.

"I feel like ever since I met you, I haven't stopped eating crap," the older girl murmured as they stood somewhere, eyes on the screen, waiting for their order to be ready.