<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Bailey grabbed a bottle of water then made herself useful by grabbing the juice and cups for everyone while Leo finished up. She wasn't sure if it helped or not to hear the same awkwardness in his voice that she'd heard in her own but she could imagine that their sweet little Kayla wasn't going to be much better. Which meant someone needed to snap out of it somewhere along the lines if they wanted to do anything more than walk on eggshells with each other. At any other time, with any other issue, Bailey would have been all too happy to step up to the plate and snap them all the hell out of it but... but this was too important. <br/><br/>Not much mattered more to her than these two. Her family was shit so her friends had been everything to her since forever. She never wanted to do anything to drive either of them away. <br/><br/><em>Good job remembering that now...</em><br/><br/>Setting everything on the table as Leo began plating the food, Bailey slid herself into a chair. Drawing one leg up beneath her she ran a hand through her slightly messy bedhead and pulled the hair tie that was around her wrist free to pile her hair up in a messy bun. She nodded and even managed a small smile when Leo spoke of a 'hangover cure' and gestured to the food. <br/><br/>"Guess it couldn't make my head pound any worse," she replied, trailing off as she became aware of Kayla entering. <br/><br/>Looking up her heart did that funny little fluttering thing it often did whenever Kayla was involved. She couldn't even remember when it had started, just that it had and for the life of her she hadn't been able to pretend. Oh, she'd certainly kept it to herself until last night's confessions session, but she had never been able to lie to herself about her feelings for the other girl. Leo... he mattered to her, she even loved him, he was her best friend after all but Kayla... Fuck. It was like hell trying to keep from going over and hugging her. She would have promised her anything if it would have stopped her from looking so damned uncomfortable. It made the fluttering turn into an ache and Bailey couldn't help but feel utterly responsible for it.<br/><br/>Looking down at her plate she started to reach for her fork then paused, sure she'd get nothing down at this rate. Instead she reached for the water she'd gotten and wished like hell it was something stronger.<br/><br/><em>That's what got you into this mess, remember?!</em><br/><br/>For fucks sake.<br/><br/></span>