Good thing at least one of them is a more proactive kind of person, and a lot less clueless too, because if it were up to Ruth, then chances are graduation would've come and gone and nothing would have ever happened. Not that Ruth wouldn't still value their friendship just as dearly, but it would be a lie if she said she wouldn't be miserable seeing Betty with someone else.

"Idiot," she chuckles, swatting a hand lightly at Betty's arm. The joke at least gets her to relax a little, even if she feels very self-conscious about what she has to say. Or thinks she has to say— she doesn't know. She has no idea what kind of things are important to mention in a relationship, but one way or the other, she still wants Betty to know, even if she almost feels like hiding her face somewhere as she says it.

"That was my first kiss. Actually. I mean, not this one, that one— the first one. When you kissed me first."

Wow. Smooth.