“Oh. Shit…maybe I was thinking of sociology…” Naomi trails off, half listening to Aeryn’s rant about what anthropology is and isn’t. It all kind of makes sense, but most of it goes over Naomi’s head. All these ‘ologies’ and science shit just didn’t mix well with her. A left brain-er, that’s who she is. “Anyway, you’re too smart for me. You’re obviously too smart for the people at the diner. No offense to the people at the diner. Even though that kinda was offensive,” she grimaces, realizing she’s called everyone at the diner ‘dumb.’
“Well I hope so, I was sleeping with one of them,” the witch snorts, shaking her head. “The fun one, not party pooper. No but I could tell them apart, they’re very different. The only time I couldn’t was when Hal pretended to be Hugh. He does a great impression of his brother.” Damn. Now she wanted to FaceTime Hal and make him do his impression of Hugh. It’s hilarious and always kills. Layla finishes her strawberry then, and reaches over to tug on Naomi’s sleeve for another. “Be careful Lay,” she says before handing the early one-year-old her new strawberry. “You’re calling him a party pooper and you want overtime? Your both nerds,” Naomi chuckles. “But he should trust you more. You’re you, how could he not?”
Part of her wants to go talk to Hugh herself, but again that’s very strong, ‘mom’ vibes and she didn’t want to overstep. Instead she brushes it off, smiling towards her friend. “Bracelets! And you know, Layla can actually have them, I just have to choke proof it first. Adam and I worked on something, we figured it’d be easier than trying to keep them away from her.” Weirdly, Layla’s obsessed with jewelry. Naomi enjoys it, even hopes one day Layla might want to take after her. The thought brings a smile to her lips anyway. “Did I tell you we’ve been enchanting some of the jewelry?”
“Full offense to the people at the diner. Screw them.” She grinned open-mouthed, genuinely happy to spend today with her friend. She didn’t have a potty mouth, so she considered herself the ‘PG’ or ‘PG-13′ version of Naomi. They were both mixed race, witches, fairly young... they had a lot in common even though, on first appearances, it would seem like they were two opposites of a spectrum. But thankfully Naomi saw through the clouds, along with Aeryn, and they could cherish their friendship together. “Ewwwwww!” she screeched, startling Layla. Aeryn began to laugh at the reaction and scrunched up her nose. They were twins, of course she couldn’t unsee it. Hal Stewart, twin to Hugh Stewart! Gross! “I agree, maybe I’m too young and naive in his eyes. I know I’m young but I won’t learn if I’m not given the tasks!” She sounded exasperated but was more frustrated and annoyed and impatient than anything. She was ready to workaholic with Hugh Stewart, but he wouldn’t let her. Sometimes she asked Maya if she could steal some of her work, usually homework, and Maya was always happy to oblige.
Aeryn grinned at the idea that Layla could have her mediocre-at-best jewelry as soon as the end of the day. For how long? Her whole life? Until adolescence, when it broke? Until she had her own child and passed it down? Okay, Aeryn might be overstepping but it was a very nice picture, to be honest. “Can you teach me the enchantments?” she asked, eyes lighting up. Naomi knew Aeryn wasn’t a strong witch, and had wanted to teach her over the couple years of their friendship. Aeryn was always hesitant. But if it could help Layla keep her jewelry (that she was working very hard on, but didn’t want to admit to anyone), then she would love to enchant it herself, as the cherry on top.