Despite the fact that Ariel hadn’t talked to him since he’d accidentally called her a daily bitch, Walter had still decided to make Casey dinner. If this girl was important to his mermaid then she was important to him and it was as simple as that. He was going to make the best impression possible and hope that Ariel would behave herself as well. The whole situation wasn’t entirely his fault, just mostly. One downside to Ariel not talking to him, was that he had no idea what to make for the girl. Wallie simply crossed his fingers and hoped that pasta and a salad would work for her. Another downside to being ignored was that he wasn’t exactly sure where his pots and pans were. They always had a new home each time he cooked, so he never knew where he might find them. Somehow the man managed to get by the small hurtles with only a small amount of stress. By the time he heard a knock on the door the water was boiling on the stove and he was in the middle of cutting vegetables. “Ariel can you please get that?” He called while looking around for some sort of bowl. There was bound to be one somewhere in the kitchen.
Ariel had been locked in her room all night, doing her best to pout and avoid Wallie, she’d been defending him, trying to make him feel better about stupid Eva, when she was the one who was supposed to be being comforted, and he’d called her a bitch, he said she was a bitch everyday. How would he know anyway, it wasn’t like he was ever around, and yet she still had to sit through a dinner with him while he was all nice and polite to her girlfriend. She’d been sulking for a good period of time, using her powers to send people to the door knocking on many different occasions, just so Wallie would have to leave the kitchen to answer it. Someone knocked again, but it wasn’t Ariel’s doing this time, so she knew it must be her girlfriend. With a great amount of disdain emitting from her lips in a breathy sigh, she stomped through their house, luckily knowing it well enough not to fall into a pile of whatever her junkman was keeping around this week. Opening it, she smiled a bit, recognizing the mind of her exception, “Hey Honey, come on in, try not to trip over anything.”
Casey hadn't been expecting any of this but she didn't question it as she walked to her girlfriends house. She now had a boy living with her and as of right now Casey was doing her best not to be insanely jealous about this, she needed to let it go but she had never been good at things like this. Though, her girlfriend opening the door always made her happy. Carefully she leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to the girl's cheek. "Hello to you too, darling." She grinned, the pang in her chest knowing that Ariel couldn't see it setting a fire with in her, but she ignored it, taking the younger girl's hand in her own. "So who is this boy living with you?" She asked, walking back towards where she heard someone rummaging around in the kitchen that Casey knew by heart.
