"...well he did kiss something of mine, but it sure as hell wasn't my lips." She grinned. Any further discussion on the matter dropped. "But yeah, if'n you need to head back home for a bit, that's fine with me. I'll keep Ruby from inhaling more of the pizza then she should and guzzling down the soda like a monster truck through gasoline." She had watched her younger sister guzzle an entire two liter of coke once, then listened to the rafter-rattling belch she had released upon it's completion. Granted, she got a hundred dollars out of the deal, but it was still a disgusting sight to behold.<br/><br/>Yang... actually never has been kissed. Not on the lips, of course. She's had the obligatory cheek pecks from her dauntless lines of quote unquote girlfriends she's had over the years, but nothing serious, nothing with any kind of meaning behind it. No one to just pin her to the bed, gaze longingly into her eyes and steal her first kiss along with her breath. She put off that strong, powerful aura everyone knew was there... but deep down, she just wanted the same thing every girl did. She wanted someone to be there for her.<br/><br/>She spaced for a moment, gazing forward as time slipped past her without Yang even realizing it. She'd lost herself in her thoughts... why did her thoughts keep coming back to her love life so much in recent nights? Was it her mind, simply being cruel? Finding her one weakspot and laying it out plain for her to see? Or more, perhaps?