“…I’m pretty sure Gretchen’s not navigating that. So which one of us is more queer?” — “Well.” I pause. “I’d have to see the two of you trying to sit in chairs.” — “Yeah, what even is that? I’m great at sitting in chairs.”

I look pointedly at her left leg, currently propped in an awkward triangle on the driver’s seat.

“Shut up.” She bites back a smile.

— Imogen, Obviously by Becky Albertalli (92%)