( She wanted him, she wants him. Clarice could pretend otherwise, surprisingly she's a fantastic actor. But there's something about John that makes her want to be honest, wants her to be real, honest, and present. )

I could have denied my feelings. Honestly, it would have probably been easier? For both of us. ( She watches him from beneath her eyelashes, chews on her lip for a second before she continues. ) But, I don't know? I kissed you because I wanted to. Because I've felt something for you for a while, and even though technically it hasn't been that long since we met, it just feels right? You feel right. You feel like something. A future. And I want to give us a chance. I want to see what happens. Even if our lives suck. Does that sound dumb?

( Maybe it's too much, maybe she's saying things too fast. She doesn't know. )

I just -- John, I really like you. And I don't think I've felt like this for anyone before.