Clementine never expected to become friends with her new foster-sister, but to fall for her?
Clementine felt an odd sensation, maybe it was because she was kissing her foster sister? Maybe it was because Violet was drunk? Either way, she knew this wasn't right, she knew Violet was drunk, but why did it feel so good?
She shouldn't be kissing her foster sister.
But here she was, in a guest room at Louis', making out with her roommate while everyone else was downstairs assuming nothing of it.
Clementine shut her eyes, melting into the kiss.