"So... I have this crazy idea." (O/O Romance rp)

"Hey!" She smacked his hand. "Don't be an arse!"

"This is abuse! I'm not buying you a milkshake!" He cradled his hand to his chest as though it was legit injured

"I can buy myself a milkshake, thank you!"

"I was going to offer, be a nice friend and all that, but whatever."

She rolled her eyes. "Nice friends flip each other off?"

"No, friends who have been rudely jilted do." Damian huffed.

Starr rolled her eyes. "Yeah, okay."

"I'm leaving you at the Dennys." Damian crossed his arms, pouting. "You'll have to hitch hike, or just live in the break room.

"Uh-huh. You wouldn't do that," Starr retorted.

"Try me." Damian said, meeting her eyes.

"Bet." She grinned with the reply.

Damian held her stare for a few moments before huffing and slouching back in his seat.

"Thought so." She lowered her head back down.

"Whatever." He grumbled, scanning the restaurant for the waiter.

Starr looked up. "You couldn't leave me. I'm your navigation."

"I could totally navigate on my own." He absolutely could not. He had the navigation skills of a rock.

"Yeah right. You would get lost within fifteen minutes," she retorted knowingly.

"No!" He said defensively. "I can read a map!"

"No you can't," she challenged.

"It's not that hard! You just look at it, and find where you are a and where you want to go!"

She laughed. "Please, you couldn't read a map if your life depended on it."

"You're so mean!" Damian whined, crossing his arms over his chest.

"No, I'm honest. There's a difference."

"Honest and mean can go hand in hand, excuse."

"No, there's a difference."

"Of course you would say that."

"What is that supposed to mean?" she retorted.

"Nothing." He said cheekily, crossing his arms and refusing to expand.

She shook her head. "You are crazy."

"Maybe so. What about it?" He grinned smugly.