Author notes: This is a realistic portrayal of a dating scenario that involves a wlw, trans-cis couple.
Trigger warnings: Possible gender dysphoria inducing themes.
“Hello? Samantha?” you speak on your phone.
“Yes, hey Jessica! I’ve arrived at the station right now.” A deep, but pleasantly feminine voice responds. You gently hold the armrest of your seat, and smile slightly; she sounds as lovely as always.
“Great! I’m almost there, just a station away from you. I can’t wait to meet you, you know. Really looking forward to it.” you say, with a slight blush on your cheeks, and a soft giggle.
“Me too, and did I mention that your laugh sounds adorably cute?” she says in a slightly teasy voice.
“Yes, that was the first thing you told me when we met at that café, wasn’t it?” you mention, reminiscing about the first time you met her.
Keeping your phone on your ear, you turn to the left and look out the clean glass window. It’s early in the evening, the sky is dotted with hues of orange and red. You stare at the setting sun as your imagination wanders to that day.