You and [insert kind and vaguely attractive friend here] have been close for a long time now. They've watched you cry over jerks, celebrated your successes, and sympathized with your failures. So, one night, after a couple glasses of rosé and some homemade ravioli, you lean across the table and lightly brush your lips across theirs. It's sweet and nice and it may not go anywhere but it's a beautiful moment you experienced together.
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