>>5801710“Well,” grunts Pepper as she wipes her mouth onto the napkin, “I dunno about you, scout, but <span class="mu-i">that</span> hit the spot!”
Ehh, you shrug, you’d try it again. <span class="mu-i">Maybe</span>.
“Never play Poker, alright?” The girl giggles as she kicks off her shoes under the coffee table with a cheeky grin, “Because you <span class="mu-i">suck</span> at lying, sandcrab.”
Yea, well, you huff, she’ll get it when she tries some of <span class="mu-i">your</span> food! It’s <span class="mu-i">TOTALLY</span> different! Eyeing you suspiciously, the girl nudges you with her toe in the direction of the door!
“Go on then, hoss–get cookin’!”
You blink. Wh-r-really?
“No, not <span class="mu-i">really</span>,” Pepper snorts as she flops back into the leathery folds of the couch, “Couldn’t eat another bite!”
Well <span class="mu-i">good</span>, you sigh as you too flop back against the couch in relief, because if Uncle Emilio comes back in the morning and sees a dirty kitchen, well… he might just <span class="mu-i">kill</span> us.
The tone in Pepper’s laugh tells you she isn’t sure whether you’re joking or not. You’re not, of course, but you play it off like it is!
“Can’t wait to meet him!” Chirps the girl as relief spreads across her voice! “Man, ain’t the post-High School life grand?”
Yea, you smirk as the girl gives her lizard toy a gentle squeeze, it kinda is…
With your food secured away in your stomachs, you decide to…
>WANNA SEE THE RESTAURANT?>LET’S PUT A MOVIE ON (WRITE-IN OR LEAVE IT TO RANDOR)>YOU WANNA PLAY SOME VIDEO GAMES? (WRITE-IN OR RANDOR!)>LET’S HEAR THAT DATE VERDICT, PEP… (<3)>WRITE-IN! 