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[awatchfuleye]

[ he takes it and once up, he starts tidying up. (closing the containers, and using the blankets to wrap around them) ]

You're practically a pumpkin carving expert now.

[barredheart]

[White snorts a little, picking up her creation so he doesn't have to bother with it. Safe~.]

Flattery won't get you a free piece, Leo, and I still have a ways to go before I'm an expert anyway. Maybe if I did it for a few years I'd feel confident enough to accept that praise, but I'm still just a novice in the fine art of pumpkin carving.

[But it's nice to be told that anyway, you know? A lot of people have liked her work. To the point where she started selling them too just to make a little money on the side.]

[awatchfuleye]

[ He jokes. ]

What, no friends and family discount?

[ ...wait do I have to pay for that first one then? ]

[barredheart]

Not a chance. I've gotta make a living, you know? The only way Black has any is because I bring home the ones I like the best and put them in his room when he's sleeping.

[It's hilarious when he wakes up and get startled by a new face.]

This one's free though. [White pats it, shrugging.] You can consider this little outing of ours proper payment though, I guess.

[... Since it was mostly to get him off her back when they had lunch together.]

[awatchfuleye]

So my tab's cleared?

[ Well, aside from the camera. They start making back to the apartments ]

[barredheart]

Yup. Just know that next time you'll be handing me whatever you've got in your pockets.

[Unless it's his hand. That would be very embarrassing.]

[awatchfuleye]

[ a Leo that doesn't embarrass himself and/or people he's with doesn't exist. It's purely a coincidence that he grabs her hand. It's night time, all right? He's walking a girl home to make sure she gets home safely. ]

Looks like it's nothing but cup noodles for me.

[ or the equivalent of what they've got here. He jokes.]

[barredheart]

[And Black will appreciate it. Besides, it's not like White minds, considering she thinks it's kind of hilarious he gets so over the moon about it sometimes. It's so weird to be able to make someone happy... Weird, but nice...]

Get a stable income and you won't be worrying. There's plenty of more permanent jobs, you know, maybe you could even start your delivery route up again.

[awatchfuleye]

[ Hey now, he's gotten more used to her. The abnormal becomes the norm etc. He has to mentally prep himself less when it comes to asking her out on coffee dates and taking her stargazing. ]

On foot? Pass.

[barredheart]

Not a fan of physical activity?

[Though that should be obvious with how tubby he is around the middle.]

[awatchfuleye]

[ he has to maintain this physique which makes him irresistible as a pillow to cute blonds. ]

Maybe bring this up again when Veren's isn't half destroyed.

[barredheart]

[Now if only he could call her cute to her face.]

When it's all rebuilt, let's have a foot race. We can decide on the prize later too.

[awatchfuleye]

Later, as in before the race happens right? [ because he doesn't like the possibility of White having free reign in deciding his fate if she wins ]

Wait, I didn't even agree to this.

[barredheart]

You just did. And yeah, of course. Think long and hard about what you want from me, got it?

[Since, while Verens' reconstruction seems to be going well, it's not going to be done anytime soon.]

[awatchfuleye]

...Right. [ What can I ask that won't get her mad at me? Can I ask for a clause that she can't get angry?

As they continue to walk, the apartments become within sight. ]

By the way, do you know how long I was out? I hope Black didn't stay up waiting for you to come home.

[barredheart]

[SHE WON'T GET MAD AT HIM. PROBABLY.

White's... slowing her pace a little at the sight of their destination though. Just a little longer. The night's nice.]

He would've anyway. But no, I don't. I don't think it was that long though, you won't be interrogated for it or anything like that.

[awatchfuleye]

Haha, can you guarantee that won't happen?

[ Oblivious to White slowing her pace, Leo continues ahead until he feels a tug on his hand. He looks behind in confusion. ]

What is it? We're almost there.

[barredheart]

[Can't guarantee, and she slows her steps until she's stopped and tugging him to one too.]

I know we can't, but... I kind of want to stay out longer. [The chilly night is nothing to the warmth clasping her hand right now. She laughs softly, peeking at him from under her bangs.] Then you'd really be scolded. It's just really nice out tonight.

[awatchfuleye]

[ Leo is grateful that the night hides most of the pink in his cheeks. ]

We can always do this again. Next time maybe we'll invite Black. [ Although he has nothing against White's brother, but he does secretly hope that Black would decline. ] That might get us out of a curfew.

[barredheart]

[Sonic can feel the warmth. The most judging look, Leo. You're so obvious.]

It might. Or he might have us go home earlier, you never know. [White takes the few steps forward she needs to be beside him, leaning on him very briefly to whisper:] So let's just keep this between us, yeah? It can replace our cemetery walks.

[And then she's moving forward, grip tight. Stargazing's made her especially secretive.]

[awatchfuleye]

[ It was a brief moment, but it was enough to give goosebumps him all over. This interdiction has been doing him favours all evening, but a pink glow manages to escape when her back is turned ]

Okay, just between us.

[ he trails close behind her ]