Bro IDK, But I Feel Like If I Don't Come Up With Something, You'll Call It 'Bro Idk' (The Roleplay)

She pulled away from him slightly, her bright blue eyes tracing his face as she beamed at him.

"You're nice to hug."

 

She noticed his flush and blinked in surprise for a moment, studying him curiously.

 

"Okay..." she said slowly, folding her hands. "Bye, J."

 

She watched him leave with a frown before returning to work.

 

Lucy was working in the workshop one evening, occasionally taking sips from the mug of tea she had resting on an old, stained piece of cloth that was acting as a coaster. She tightened the last screw into the wheel and grinned, standing up and moving with a grunt as she pushed the newly constructed table on its three feet. She was bright and sparkly, clearly excited.

 

She looked up before heading over to the door, opening it quickly.

“Hey, Jaz!”

 

“You’re just in time,” she said, reaching for him arm and pulling him forward. “Look, look, look.”

Before them sat a small round table and she gestured to it.

“Okay. So imagine you’re trying to have a meal with you and I, Aisling and Dion, Blaise and Ellis. Right? This would be a perfect size. But now imagine that you’re trying to have the whole clan sitting here. It’s harder, right?” She gave him a grin before turning the table and it began to pull apart, expanding and becoming larger. “Well, that’s no longer a problem!”

 

“A couple days,” she said, running her fingers through her hair. “But I did it!”

 

She beamed up at him.

“Thank you. What’s going on?”

 

She frowned, studying him.

“You okay? You look weird,” she said, walking over to the stove to pour him some tea.