“You really think I would’ve done that if that’s what was gonna happen?” She chuckled, grabbing her by the shoulder and turning her around.
(Closed) Role Play With @thighhighcrocs
Rook still had her hand over her eyes. "I don't know, maybe."
She made a face at her while her eyes were still closed.
"Legit, am I good?"
“Yeah you’re good.”
She lowered her hand and grinned. "You're pretty cute as a wolf. Hungry?"
“Yeah…I’m starving.” She fell on Rook with no warning “carry meeeeeee”
"Jesus christ. What do you eat, furry?" She regained her balance and picked L up bridal style.
“Shut up meanie. It’s all muscle.”
"Uh huh, sure." She teased, making her way to the door fairly easily.
“You think class is over yet?”
"Not sure. Guess we'll find out, right?"
“Think they can assign us more than one detention at once?”
Rook snorted. "If they really wanted to, probably. I don' exactly give a shit though, 'specially 'cause I was skippin' with you."
“Aw how sweet of you. I can always just blame it on that damn homophobe triggering my anxiety. That fucking harpy….”
"There you go, problem solved. Am I allowed to get in fights with teachers?" She asked as she navigated the halls towards the kitchens.
“We’re not allowed to do anything Rookie. I’d let you fight the teacher though.”
"Aww, that's the most romantic thing anyone's ever said to me. Literally."
“What can I say? You’ve swept me off my feet” she grinned at her own pun.
"I'm not sure whether I should laugh or drop you."
“Please don’t drop me” she whined slightly.
Rook looked down at her as she nudged open the door to the kitchens with her foot, and sighed. "Fine. You're lucky I think you're cute."
She sighed in relief “thanks…” she’d probably not be able to catch herself if Rook dropped her.
She set L on the counter carefully and started digging through the pantry. "Gotta find somethin' already made, with protein."
L sat there with her legs crossed, trying to peer into the pantry. “Do you need any help?”
"No, not allowed. You let me pt you, so sit your pretty as right there and let me feed you. Do you like peanuts?"
“Sure” she replied, too tired to have a preference.
Rook carried out a large sack of peanuts and carried it over, setting it on the counter next to her and moving to the refrigerator.
“You’re the beeeeeest.” She called out, opening the sack.
"I know. I would offer to cook you something meaty, but I'd rather not burn the school down on my first day."