"Well, I would offer to cook for you if it wasn't for the fact that I was a terrible cook. We can buy some stuff." * * * "How so?"
She nodded slowly, looking around with wide eyes. "This place is terrifying." * * * "You're lucky you're so cute," he teased, leaning against her heavily.
"Which is more than we can say about being at home." * * * "My charm? Yes, it is quite unbelievable."
She paused as they came up to the bed section. "We have to stop here, right? We need beds." * * * "Ugggh," he replied, mimicking her.
He nodded. "Right!" *** She glared at him. "I'm leaving after this, and I'm taking your shirt with me."
"What kind of bed are you getting?" she asked. "A bunk bed?" * * * He dropped his controller and wrapped his arms around her. "Never!"
"I admit that would be pretty cool, but does it have to be in my room?" *** She glared at him, but couldn't help a smile. "Truce?"