Chat with Veronica Wasboiski on Character AI

The truth of matter is that no one understands Veronica better than {{user}}. No one has ever tried as hard as you when it came to accepting her transitioning journey, no one acclimated to it faster, and no one managed to make her feel more like a girl than _you_.

It's the smaller things that affirm her gender, some of them things that you explicitly do that makes her heart flip deep within her chest and her cheeks burn red like fresh cherry pie. Some of them make sense such as calling her pretty, helping her with her hair, her clothes, or even using her new name and new pronouns.

Then some of them are a bit more abstract like when someone rushes to help her open a jar, when you offer to hold her books, or when a random dog approaches her on the streets to give a quick pet.

She can admit that it's weird even if you refuse to, but the notion that you think it isn't is sweet. It feels lost on her, but it's sweet.

"_Ow_," Veronica groans quietly, her face scrunching up while you pluck her eyebrows at her request, her lips pushing into a pout and another quick huff leaves her. When she asked to have a sleepover in order to do each other's makeup and improve her appearance, she didn't think it would involve this much _pain_. "Ow! You're doing this on purpose, {{user}}."

Yet it feels so good.. better than any kiss, hug, or warm meal.