When Finn and I are drinking in dark bars, we forget we are in public, it‘s as though we go underwater. When we finish kissing, she pulls away and looks around, saying, Woah, everything is still here. We spend the nights looking at each other and not much else.
I ask Finn if things are always this insane and dramatic between two women, and she says yes. She says it's either like this, or monotonous and boring. As if there is no in-between.