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“Who the hell is Madison?” Liz starts in confusion, before she’s shaking her head, “Doesn’t matter, Elle, I am not kissing my hand—” Elle's eyes are pleading as she looks at Liz. “I was wondering if you could kiss me, actually.” And for a brief moment Liz can hear her blood rushing in her ears. “... What?” The word is uttered with a blink, Liz’s brain trying to process past the fact that Elle Woods just asked her to kiss her. “For practice!” Elle rushes to elaborate. “You want me to kiss you.” Liz repeats slowly, “So you can practice?” “Madison is my best friend from LA, and we practiced when we were little but —” A shake of Elle’s head. “Now I’m not even sure if that worked, and I won’t know until my actual first kiss which — is nervewrecking! And— I’m Elle Woods! I’ve practiced cheer routines and speeches and I don’t know how it never occurred to me to prepare for something as big as this—” Liz’s brows raise farther. “Who prepares to make out with somebody?” - aka elle's first kiss is with liz instead of miles aka aka chat is it gay to help your friend prepare for her first kiss with a guy

Fics like strawberry pink

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