ONE ON ONE (WITH FORK SATAN)

Pink hair. A dumb dye choice, love. Lilith picked out a couple bras.

I. Didn't. Dye. It. He sighed. I was born this way.

Congrats. Lilith giggled.

Thank you. He grabbed a brown coat and a random pair of jeans. Whelp I'm ready to drop this subject and go.

Yeah, I'm almost done. Just need to get some shirts and underwear.

Okay should I come find you?

At the check out place.

Sounds good.

Lilith picked out some shirts and contemplated a package of underwear before joining him.
"I'll pay fo-… wait… I don't have a card anymore. Dammit. I'll put this stuff back."

"No it's okay I can pay for it." He offered.

Lilith glanced at him. "No, I'll put it back." She collected it in her arms.

"No you need it Lil."

Lilith shrugged. "I might. And don't call me Lil."

"Why?" He put his hands on his hips.

"I have a friend named Lil and she's much better than I am." She set the clothes down.

"You have…a friend?" He raised an eyebrow. "What happened to you being a lone wolf all your life? And I doubt she's better than you."

"Well, she used to be my friend. She used to go drinking with me and stuff." Lilith shrugged.

"Wait you drink?" He blinked.

"Another used to. After me harassing that guy, my life's been too chaotic."

"Oh. Okay." He nodded. "I can understand why you'd do that. So am I buying those or not?"

"I dunno. I offered to put them back and you declined. I suppose you are."

"Great!"
(Skippy?)

(yas. to when?)

(How about at the news stand? Jules is looking for another job)

(sureee)

Jules sighed and flipped the paper over. "Why so much crime these days…"

Lilith shrugged and didn't respond, then tightened her grip on his arm instead.

(Argh I gtg ;-;)

(awww byeee)

(Salutations)