School RP 2 (Closed Stalkers are welcome even if I still don't believe they exist...)

"I would think so," Lillian giggled.

Darren smiled and inhaled through his nose, "Ah chicken,"

Lillian smelled the air and baking chicken, "Smells delicious. Then again, you made it."

"Therefore it smells delicious but because I made it, it's probably shit." he shrugged.

"No! Because you made it's probably really good," Lillian said smiling.

"Mmm okay, I'll trust you know what you're talking about."

"And I do, because it's a fact."

He chuckled as the oven binged. "Oo Chicken!" he squealed and pulled it out and onto the counter.

Lillian laughed as he did so. She was just smiling watching him do his thing.

He added the cheese and.. did his thing because I don't want to write how to make chicken parm. "Now we wait…" he sighed and put it back into the oven.

Lillian sighed as she looked at the oven, “And wait.”

"You wouldn't understand Jim, it's a secret…"

“What the fuck Darren?”

"It's the Office. Like the show. Sorry,

“Oh no it’s my bad. I didn’t understand, sorry.”

"Normal people don't understand that, it's fine. I'm just a little whacked in the head."

“Yeah, and I love you for it.”

He prepared the rest of the food. "How much, just one for now?"

“And we split it? Sure.”

"Just half a chicken breast?" he chuckled. "Sure,"

Lillian shrugged, “What? Unless you want a whole one to yourself I’m not that hungry.”

He grabbed one plate from the cabinet and two forks from the drawer. One single freaking chicken breast went on that plate for them to share because really she really could have anything she wanted. It didn't matter to him.

Which scared her sometimes, but hey what can you do. Lillian didn’t really care either, just let Darren eat most of it. That was her original plan anyways.

He sat down at the table and looked at her and then the food like a puppy who needed to be directed on what to do.

Lillian laughed slightly as she sat down at the table next to him. She was dating a big man puppy child. He shouldn’t need her help for this, but still she took her fork and got a piece of chicken anyway.

(I sleep now. Night!)

(Night!)

He smiled and began eating.

Lillian smiled back as she ate th chicken. Not eating a whole lot.

Darren did eat a lot. He always ate a lot. “It hungry?”

“I’m hungry, but like not,” Lillian explained. Besides you eat waaaaay more then me.