Separate names with a comma.
"No, my name is Aspen."
"Oh, yeah. Definitely."
"I suppose. It's kind of obvious you wouldn't."
"It's what I call it because that's what it is."
He went back to his own, not hiding his 'I told you so' face very well. "You can share with me."
"That's a title earned," she replied with a grin. "Egg boy."
"Also that I think I have a crush on you."
"Oh, I see."
It opened. It was Warner, his head tilted slightly. "All dressed up to the nines," he said with a cheeky grin. "You look nice."
"Oh.."
She sat up, starting out. "Let's go, egg boy."
"Yes, that's right. I am."
"Type?"
There was a knock at her door.
He hesitated. "H-How is it..?"
She laughed. "Should we plan lunch first?"
"I'm thinking you're really cute."
"But being called a bad ass is generally good, right?'
She was alone in the room, everyone else doing the same, among other things.
He honestly looked too nervous to say anything.
