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(Yoop!) Maverick was at school again, looking around curiously.
She went over and changed into pajamas before slipping into the bed.
She seemed to sense the tone, maybe looking a little bit sad to get rid of her smile before nodding. "Alright. Thank you."
She couldn't help but grin as well, a bit proud of her understanding. "I'll try soup."
She nodded slowly, returning back to her popsicle. "Sounds good." *** She was quiet for a moment, as if preparing to face embarrassment....
She flushed slightly, looking over at him. "That's.. That one isn't really used." *** She grinned playfully. "Are you showing off your...
She laughed slightly, though it sounded a bit forced. "You name it." *** She sucked in air through her teeth. "That one hurt. You should know...
She raised an eyebrow at him. "They call me lots of things. Good and bad." *** She tilted her head at him playfully. "Soup à la Sylas?"
She grinned. "Ooh, vixen. That's a new one." *** She paused, before brightening. "Well, what do you like?"
She caught it with a grin. "I'm having a good time." *** "What does that mean?"
She laughed, sitting up. "Got you." *** She looked thoughtful. "..I like bagels."
She poked him in the ribs to tickle him. *** She seemed uncertain, since she didn't want to intrude. "Okay."
She raised her hands. "Never!" *** She frowned, shaking her head. "No. I'm sorry if it seems like I'm asking."
She laughed, falling back. *** "Your house is so cool. At my house, I have to cook and clean and do all the stuff. Also it's no way near as big...
She dropped the bread on his face. *** She was wide-eyed, clearly in awe at this amount of wealth he was used to.
She squinted, taking the bread in her hand and tapping his nose. *** She appeared to be in disbelief. "You have a chef?"
She looked over at him in surprise. "Excuse me?" *** Lilith's eyes widened in amazement, looking around the room before she turned to him....
She observed him thoughtfully before turning and minding her own business again. *** She shook her head slightly. "I'm okay."
She nodded, keeping herself up. *** "Oh," she said slowly. "Huh. That's okay. I don't need to drive."
She took it gratefully. "Thank you." *** She shook her head. "I couldn't. Why do you hate driving it?"
