Go for it

You lean in, pressing your lips against hers. Her lips are surprisingly soft and warm, and she smells lovely, like cherry blossoms or some fancy flower. You close your eyes, enjoying the moment.

"Hey, you bastard!" Gali says, pulling back. "I said no kissing!"

"What?" you shrug. "I'm a method actor!"

"I'm working with a goddamn animal," Gali complains.

"What the fuck, Jack?" Caoimhe says, clearly upset.

"What? I thought this was allowed," you say, somewhat confused.

"Not in front of me, at my theater, with a girl who asked not to be kissed."

"Sorry," you say, shrugging. "Misread the situation."

"Yeah, whatever," Caoimhe says, annoyed. "Can you just be professional and act? Both of you"

"Fine," Gali says. "Should I just continue my next line?"

"Please," Caoimhe says.

"Well, was it worth the price?" Gali asks staring absolute daggers into your soul.

"Worth a thousand camels," you reply.

"It's a hundred camels, Jack," Caoimhe says.

"Sorry. Worth a hundred camels," you say, before pausing. "Is that it?"

"Yeah, that's the scene. Can we try keep the next one at least a bit professional?"

"Yeah, sorry, didn't mean to cause something there," you nod.

"OK, let's give the next scene a try."

Over the rest of the period, you continue reading scenes from the script. It's fairly boring with Gali insisting everything needs to be taken extremely seriously, but Katie's messing and how much it gets on Gali's nerves keeps it at least somewhat entertaining. Eventually, you finish rehearsals for the session, and Caoimhe loudly tells you its time to return to class.

"OK, that's a wrap! Well done, everyone! Best head back to class before one of the teachers flips their lids."

With that, the group quickly begins disbanding. You quickly head over to Caoimhe before she leaves, grabbing her.

"Hey, sorry about that earlier," you say. "My bad, I shouldn't have done that."

"It was a dick move," Caoimhe says, annoyed. "It kind of hurts me when you do things like that. Like, you go for a girl when I'm standing right in front of you, like you don't even care or give a shit about me."

You wrap your arms around her, pulling her in close.

"I do care for you," you say.

You gently nuzzle your face in her neck, kissing her warm skin gently.

"Forgive me?" you say, doing a small little pout.

"Fine, yeah, I forgive you," Caoimhe smiles, before rolling her eyes. "God, you're such a dick."

"To be fair, you're the one who's dating me. I was born this way, you decided to be with me."

"Shut up," Caoimhe says, gently kissing you on the lips. "Go on, get out of here. I don't want you to be late for class."

"Bye, sweetheart," you say, turning and heading out of the room.