“You would love it, " her girlfriend began, “Janet, you really have to just book the ticket!”
“Oh, you know I should, but you know me too.” Janet balled up the opened sugar packet and poked it around the heavy wooden table. Nerves were getting to her. Her life was a series of passive aggressive moments. Conservative – no, insecure- for long periods, then reckless breakouts. Committing to her girlfriend was a breakout she loved. Traveling to another continent was still in question.
“Look, I will take care of all the details honey. It will be amazing. Just think of Instagram!”
“Instagram…ohhhh. I can think of some other things in the steamy hot jungle.” The sugar paper ball continued to roll.
“Really? Like your glistening skin, underneath mosquito netting, just you and me?” Her eyes locked on Janet’s and the buzz of the coffeehouse disappeared.
“Yes!” she lied.
“Ok so you’re in? You are in!” Yay Janet!" She reached her hand out and ended the paper ball game.
“Lemme think, OK?”