Who wants a romance o/o? (OPEN)

"It's true!"

(Since we hate our characters so much, why doesn't a band member walk in on them? XD)

"N-No it's n-not," she said quietly.

((skkskskk fuck yeah
Nicky poked her side. "Is to."
The door was suddenly thrown open as Aaron sauntered in, pulling to a halt when he spotted Laura and Nicky. "Am I interrupting something?"

Laura jumped in surprise and blushed wildly. "N-No…" she squeaked.

"Yeah. A conversation. What is it?"
Aaron rolled his eyes. "Lily needs your help with dinner. Says the rest of us 'can't cook at all' and she'd 'rather not get food poisoning'."

Laura blushed. "I-I can go. Uh, I-I'll only be in the way," she stammered.

Nicky hopped up, pulling Laura up hard enough to accidentally pull her into his chest. "I told you, we need you to help eat all the tacos!"

Laura blushed even more. "O-Okay," she mumbled.

He dragged her out the door, smacking Aaron on the head as they passed, and pulled her t the kitchen. "I have arrived to save the day, my trusty partner beside me!"

Laura stumbled beside him and waved shyly at Lilly. "Um… hi."

Lilly smiled warmly, waving back as she stirred something in a pan. "Want to help too?"

"S-Sure," she replied.

"Nicky, show her where the knives are. She can get started on onions while you do beef and tofu."
"Yes ma'am!" Nicky grinned, and directed her to the knife drawer while he set to dealing with the thawed beef.

Laura's grip was strangely tight around the knife handle. She slowly started to cut up the onion. "L-Like this?" she asked Lilly quietly.

Lilly looked over, and nodded. "Just like that."
"Hey, Laura! Need some gum?"

"Why?" she asked innocently.

"Helps with the acidity." He spat the word acidity and scrunched up his face. He despised cutting onions.

She giggled. "I think I'm fine."

"You say that now." He was ripping apart the beef and tossing it into a pan, oddly unconcerned by the spattering grease. "Onions suck, and cutting them is even worse."

"I don't mind," she said softly, slicing through the layers.

"Lucky."
Aaron tossed a beercan tab at Nicky, who swatted it away with a spatula and a 'hiya!'.

Laura's fingers twitched as she cut, ending up quite dangerously close to the blade. Cut… cut… She gritted her teeth. No, stop!

Nicky let the beef brown, turning and noticing the look on Laura's face. "Hey, Mitch. Take over for Laura, I'm gonna teach her how to make my special lemonade." He took the knife from her gently and handed her a towel, tugging her out of the way.

She gasped slightly, as if knocked out of a sudden trance. "Wh-Where are we going?"

"I'm gonna teach you how to make my super secret lemonade recipe." He dug around through the cupboards, pulling out powdered lemonade and a few packets of other flavors.

"Oh!" she said, her eyes lighting up in excitement. "I love lemonade!"

"Good!" He laughed. "Pitcher is up on top of the fridge, can you grab it?"

She reached for it, but her fingers could only brush it. Stupid shortness…

Nicky came up behind her, grabbing it down and handing it to her. "Here. Fill it up?"

She looked around for a second before locating the sink and walking over.