Back at it Again (One-on-One)

“Says the optimist.”

***

“Trust is overrated.”

 

She smirked before turning and heading to her room, paint can in hand.

***

“This isn’t a friendship. This is war, baby.”

 

(Bert?)

***

"War."

 

Val emerged from her room a while later, a smear of red paint on her forehead. She stretched before knocking on Landon's door.

"Rhodes, you about done?"

* * *

"Not at this rate."

 

She grinned at him, tilting her head.

“It looks great. Ready to go?”

 

She blinked, but reached up and kissed him.

“Yep! Just need to wait for it to dry.”

***

“You’re losing.”

 

“We can go now. It will probably be dry by the time we get back.”

***

He smirked before attempting another kick.

“Waiting.”

 

She reached a hand out for him expectantly.

 

She gave him a genuine smile before heading for the door.

***

“Ha! You’re getting good at this!”

 

“I’m excited to get a bed,” she teased.

***

“Says the girl who lost her controller.”