ii. continued — @saphiiree
Lucifer stared at the other with distaste, taking a moment before he replied. “Is that really a line you wanna use?” He asked and tilted his head. “Not the best pickupline I’ve heard”
“But don’t you feel special? Those words came outta my mouth, intentionally, to irritate you.” He pointed a finger in the other’s face, even wiggling it a tad to make it as obnoxious as possible. The cold expression that remained on the male’s face earning a chuckle from him.
“Ah shit, ya’ caught me—Yea yea. I’m an old creep, I know. Got it. I’ll shuffle on back to my cave where I can dream.”
“I’m not really picky. Even KFC would be fine. As long as it’s edible and it fills me up, we’re good.” The boy explained, a smile on his lips. “Can you afford that?”
“Hmm, yes. But whats your favorite food?”
My boy needs people to collaborate with.
“Are you sure?” The girl was known to sometimes be a bit self-conscious, so people staring didn’t exactly make that any better. “Maybe I just shouldn’t talk. Use a whiteboard or something…” She muttered to herself.
“Wouldn’t that only draw even more attention to you?” He can’t help but laugh out loud, causing a few heads nearby to turn at the noise, but he’s not bothered, as he’s used to causing a ruckus. Giving her a look as he ruffled her hair a bit. “How ‘bout you just try and forget about it for now. You’ll have much more fun that way.”
