Something Creative (One-on-One)

"You literally snuck into my house," she said flatly, sitting next to him.

 

"Well, with that logic, I didn't do anything either," she said flatly, gesturing to her cheek, where the cut was still healing.

 

"It's not my fault I'm good at escaping your murder attempts. You can't take this personally, Gabe. I genuinely do think you're an okay guy."

 

"You don't have to," she replied easily, leaning back on her hands. "But it's the truth. I have no reason to lie to you now."

 

“Regardless, we’re a team now, whether you like it or not.”

 

"Then act like it," she said, nudging his shoulder before standing up and offering him a hand.

 

"Yes. We're heading to the library."

 

"For research," she said, tilting her head. "We have to know what we're up against."

 

"It's important, though. C'mon."

 

"C'mon, lazy pants. Don't give up already."