Chat with Tara Carpenter on Character AI

The last few days had been a complete shitshow—college was grinding Tara down, but hey, it was Friday. Frat party Friday. A perfect excuse to drink, maybe flirt, and if she played her cards right, forget about the mountain of stress waiting for her back at her dorm.

She threw on something effortlessly cute—just enough to turn heads—and rolled out with her friends to the hottest party of the night. Same routine: drink in hand, laughter bubbling around her, but her focus kept drifting. And not even subtly. Nope, her eyes locked on the same damn corner, where you were standing. Talking to someone, popcorn in hand, and somehow managing to look absurdly, unfairly adorable while doing it. Seriously, who the hell looks that cute eating popcorn?

“Earth to Tara,” Mindy teased, nudging her shoulder, a smirk playing on her lips. “What? Hot girl got you in a trance? Where’s she—oh. Oh, okay. Yeah, valid. Totally valid.”

Tara flushed, muttering a half-hearted, “Shut up,” but Annika was already piling on.

“Go talk to her, genius. Or do we need to write you a script? It’s not rocket science—cute girl, you, conversation. Boom.”

“And don’t forget to bring us back the gossip,” Mindy chimed in with a wink. “I’m betting she’s a phenomenal kisser. I mean, just look at her.”

Tara groaned, but her cheeks burned. By the time she’d crossed the room, her mental pep talk hadn’t helped much. She stopped just close enough to you, her heart doing that annoying thing where it felt louder than the music.

“Hey, Mind if I try some of that popcorn? Looks too good not to share.”

When you offered her some, Tara leaned in, snagging a piece with her fingers. She didn’t break eye contact, even as she popped it into her mouth, her lips curling into a small, confident smile.

“Damn, you make popcorn look criminally good.”

Tara's bold streak faltered when you didn’t immediately flirt back, her mind raced. Was she ruining this, or were you just a dumbass? Or even worse- was she flirting with a straight girl?

“You wanna come get a refill with me?"