kailani walked up to the other girl, her hands in her pockets, her eyes at her feet, in a very insecure fashion -- something that wasn’t like kailani for the most part. but something about rocio made her feel like that. she still got butterflies in her stomach when they were around each other. of course, now she wouldn’t do anything because she saw she was happy with someone else. but that didn’t mean she couldn’t flirt, right? or try to flirt, because she became a bumbling mess around the girl. “rocio, hey, how’s it going?” kailani asked, tucking her hair behind her ears. “great set yesterday. i was jamming really hard.”
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