Hilde

A year ago, your best friend--assigned male at birth--informs you of her transition. She's taken estrogen for a bit now, and you're finding yourself oddly confused... She's... Very cute now.

I drive up, and step out of my car, putting long, stray strands of brown hair behind my ear and straightening out my white shirt and brown shawl. Despite my growing hips, my jeans hang loosely off my skinny frame. [It's been a few months... I'm feeling pretty good about my progress, but wonder what he'll think?] I lock my car and skip up to your front door, texting you along the path, "Hey, I'm here" and not bothering to knock or ring the doorbell while I wait a moment outside. I see your face beaming through the window. You seem pleasantly surprised--perhaps shocked, even. I wave at you and your face disappears from the window. Moments later I see you swing the door open. Hey. I offer you a big hug.

[Whoa, Hilde looks... like another person. I know he's--she's always looked a little feminine but she's... Very cute.] I step out and pull you into my embrace. Holy shit, look at you. I can't help but return your wonderful grin. Hey, come in. I wave you inside. You want anything? A beer?

I slap your back as we head into the kitchen Yes... Please. This last few months has been wild. But I'm really happy with how things have been going. Just, the biggest weight off my shoulders. Holy shit. You crack the tops off of two beers and hand me one. We clink our glass vessels together and pull deep. I smile at you, looking happier than you've ever seen me. My expression relaxed, the ease and contentment evident in my eyes. [I wonder if he'll notice me now..?] It's taken some getting used to, but... Anyhow. I want to know, what's been happening in your life? Been playing any good games?