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She huffed playfully, sitting next to him and resting her head on his shoulder. "They're mine, though."
There was a small pause before he pointed. "It should be right about there. There was a pitcher of a light pink, creamy drink. It was steaming...
She raised an eyebrow, taking off her glasses and setting them on the bedside table idly. "Are you going to give them back?"
He frowned for a moment before shrugging. "I'll point it out to you. I think it's pinkish."
She laughed slightly, her jade eyes crinkling with the action. "Warns, I was wearing your shirt and your boxers. I'd like to make my walk of...
He brightened, glancing in her direction excitedly. "Lytle!"
She blinked in surprise, her brow furrowing. "What? No. What made you think that?"
"I'm smelling," he replied thoughtfully.
She closed the door behind him and returned her guitar to its place, moving the music stand over to the corner before coming back over to him and...
The dining hall was set so that they had a small buffet moving in front of them. August sat quietly, obviously in thought.
She paused before opening the door wider, tilting her head for a moment. "Do you wanna come in?"
He seemed to brighten from that, squeezing her hand as they entered the dining hall and sat down.
She glanced over her shoulder idly before turning her head to look back at him, her brow furrowed curiously. "Rodrigo's Guitar Concerto, second...
"Would you show me around?"
Her face brightened and she beamed at him, tucking her hair behind her ear. "Hi!"
"We could go to Icarus for a day," he mused.
She frowned, looking up from her music over her glasses at the door before standing up, holding her guitar under her arm as she opened the door...
"It'd be nice, right? We should do it."
Addie was sitting on the edge of her bed, strumming the guitar gently, squinting at the sheet music in front of her.
"Huh. We should do that."
