"He knows," rumbled the irritated voice from deeper in the apartment.
Roze rolled her eyes and sighed before looking down at the melon, tilting her head and reaching out to take it. It was an odd sort of thing to give - how did he even know she liked melons? Maybe she hated them or was allergic? She wasn't, but what if she had been?
"Uhh...thanks?" she mumbled, stepping back into the apartment and setting it in the middle of the coffee table. She didn't want to seem ungrateful, but then it was odd and a bit more traditional than she'd really expected. And really, a melon?
Subject change!
"So! What's the deal? You told me to get dressed up, I am. I'm ready when I said I'd be. I uh...got your melon. Now what?"
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Roze rolled her eyes and sighed before looking down at the melon, tilting her head and reaching out to take it. It was an odd sort of thing to give - how did he even know she liked melons? Maybe she hated them or was allergic? She wasn't, but what if she had been?
"Uhh...thanks?" she mumbled, stepping back into the apartment and setting it in the middle of the coffee table. She didn't want to seem ungrateful, but then it was odd and a bit more traditional than she'd really expected. And really, a melon?
Subject change!
"So! What's the deal? You told me to get dressed up, I am. I'm ready when I said I'd be. I uh...got your melon. Now what?"