O/O Anybody? (Closed)

(XD I was thinking sense Some of my characters can sing, he'd be honestly really, really bad. :P But whatever works for you ;))

(XD okay)

She heard him singing a bit, trying not to laugh, she stood up and went to the kitchen to fix some breakfast. It was 9:47, for they woke up around 8:00. She didn't know about Brett, but she was starving.

Brett got out of the shower and pulled in his pants throwing the towel over his shoulders. "Hey, what's for breakfast?"

"Waffles!" She turned around with a smile, a white and red apron ties around her waist, white flowery lace surrounded the hem of the apron.

He laughed st her excitement. "Sweet, like you." He winked sitting at the small table.

She blushed and threw a plastic fork at him. "Hey, not allowed. And don't worry it's clean" she turned around and started setting the stack of waffles on a plate with syrup and a stick of butter with a butter knife on top of it right beside the plate.

He licked his lips and smiled. "They look magnificent." He was grinning ear to ear.

"Well duh" she cocked her hip to the side and rolled her eyes. "I made them" she says handing him the plate, the butter along with the syrup. "also also have blueberries, which I've found to be amazing on waffles"

He grinned and pulled the plate close to him. He grabbed a handful of the berries and let them slip from his fingers onto his plate. He popped the last few in his mouth and reached for butter and syrup. He cut a slab off and laid it on top, pouring a heavy dose of syrup on top. He cut the waffle with his fork and stuffed it into his mouth. "Oh my-" He didn't finish his sentence, only shoved more into his mouth.

She put her hands on her hips and watched him with a little smirk. "Lim guessing…from what I've observed….you hate them?" She joked as she got a small piece off of her own waffle, throwing it to Nico, who caught it up in the air

He gave her a glare and didn't respond. He just slowly ate them in peace.

"There's your little attitude. I was wondering where that went" she says with a smile as she untied her apron, folding it and laying it on the counter. She untied her hair from her giant bun and let it fall down to her shoulders. She sat down with her own food and tucked a braid behind her heavily pierced ear, only diamonds and rings decorated them.

He rolled his eyes and pushed aside the empty plate. "Well I'm sorry. Do you like it?" He joked taking a sip of orange juice.

"I haven't decided that yet. But i think i do. I like all of your attitudes. Well…the ones I've seen so far" she says with a bright smile before taking a bite of her waffle.

He laughed. "Do you dissect people like this usually?" He joked.

"Nope." She smiled at him before popping a blueberry in her mouth

"Ohhh So I'm special am I?" He smiled softly. He pushed his plate aside. "Those were amazing… you should cook for me more often." He laughed.

“Yes you are special. And of course. I honestly love cooking, but no one ever really….I don’t know, they never knew that I love cooking. They assume I don’t, because I’m all rough and tough.” She shrugged. She could bring a man down in less than thirty seconds, but she could also make the best cherry pie in the town.

He smiled and took a sip of orange juice. "Guess I'll have to move in with ya." He winked.

“I’m quite fine with that. Do you not cook much?” She asks as she stood up! For she already finished her plate. She grabbed her own plate and took it to the sink after fulling her thick braided hair into a long ponytail that laid against her back and down to her hips.

He shook his head. "Nah, I don't have much food to cook." He laughed, bringing his own dishes over to her.

“How sad. I guess I’ll have to cook more food than I usually do” she shrugged with a smile as she grabbed his dish and started to wash it. “Oh did you want more?” She turned around to him as a braid fell in her face

He shook his head, and rubbed his bare stomach. "I'm full." He grinned turning around and walking towards the couch in the other room.

(Wait…is he shirtless? 😂)

(>:3 Mhmm.)

(XD)

She continued to wash the dishes, which weren’t many.
She never had very many dishes at a time.
She turned around and went to the other room to see Brett on the couch and Nico laying underneath the glass topped coffee table on her fuzzy white and grey rug.
She sat beside him and sighed. She was exhausted but not from staying with Brett.
Though she didn’t get much sleep through the whole time. Well….except for last night.
She thought about it and blushed a little, but was quickly distracted by the hair that fell in her face. “I’m thinking about taking my hair out of braids for a little bit” she says looking at a long braid at she twisted it along her fingers.
She always kept her hair super clean no matter what it was in.
She actually had deadlocks before for a while, but she ended up getting a little annoyed with them. So after about a year she took them out. But they were the cleanest dreads you’ve ever seen

He looked at her with a smile. "What are you planning on doing with it then? If you did take them out." He asked politely. He wanted to seem interested, after all she was letting him stay.

She shrugged, “my hair gets really poofy and frizzy, but I’ve always kind of liked it. But I should take these braids out soon either way.” She turned to him “what do you think I should do?”

He stopped and thought about it for a minute. "Well, do you have any pictures of hair past?"

“nope. I deleted them all. It was when I was drunk and I really regret it, but what can you do.” She shrugged. She laid down on the couch and put her head in his lap, looking up at him. “Have you ever done anything big? Peircing, tattoo, dieted now your hair before?”