She'd been inseparable from her since their first meeting forever ago (did that ever happen?).
She was the only one who genuinely enjoyed her antics and spent time with her. She was the best friend she could ever have.
Well, she was the only friend she ever had.
Everyone else was either a one-shot, a background, or a joke character. Was it destiny that made them so fleshed out?
No, it really only takes two to get a story going... If there is one.
But two is enough... for her. For them.
Fuck it, she wants to go kiss her right now. It's just the two of them after all.