Lexa: *scoffs* Girldfriend. I don’t want to be Clarkes’ girlfriend.
Anya: Well, what do you want then?
Lexa: *sighs dreamily* I don’t know. I just want to be with her. All the time. I want to hear about her day and tell her about mine. I want to hold her hand and smell her hair. *pause* But I don’t want to be her stupid girlfriend.