“I’m imagining…it seems mushy.” She laughed. When he noted her wrists, she was quick to wave it off, hands tousling unkept ginger hair playfully to ease his worries. “ It’s not as bad as it looks, don’t you worry.” She smiled, booping the tip of his nose before she moved to the bags. “Lil & Stich is the one with the blue alien, right? I’ve never actually seen it, so that’s perfect.” She smiled, her hands finding the wine and promptly digging put paper cups she’d gotten for easy clean up.
“No, and that’s final.” Beau tried to be stern, even adding a little stomp, but in the back of her mind she knew it was the same as being threatened my a marshmallow. Ironically, she pulled the marshmallows she’d bought out of the bag next. “ You know, I saw a thing on pintrest where someone melted marshmallows or white chocolate chips and mixed it in with popcorn and M&Ms… I couldn’t decide so I picked up both.” She laughed, setting the rest of the items on the counter top. Cork out of the wine, she was eager to help herself to a glass after not drinking all week for the sake of work, but politeness had her pouring a glass for Dax first and offering it to him. “ You know what I’ve just realized? I’m not even sure if you drink.” She giggled. “ It’s a terrible time to ask, but if you’re not fond of it I can assure you that I’d have no problem drinking you’re share.” She laughed, sure her love of wine was well known to most.
“Not if baked right! I’m gonna try to...eventually...when I can afford avocados...are they any cheaper around here than they are in California? No, wait, California grows most of ‘em, so they’re probs more expensive here...” he rambles aloud, scratching his head. His jaw drops in shock at her revelation. “You’ve never seen Lilo & Stitch? Oh, no, Rain-Beau, that just won’t do,” he says, clicking his tongue against his teeth in mock disappointment. “But this’ll make it all the more fun for me to watch. That is, if you like it.”
“Oh, fiiiiine, but I will need to buy you nice things anyway. Not in exchange for this, just...just ‘cause,” he insists, booping her nose gently with his fingertip. He sets the bowl down on the table between the blanket fort/nest and the T.V., then settles himself in. “I would love that, we could even make some funky s’mores out of that, but we’d have to make ‘em over the stove cause I don’t have a fireplace. I do have graham crackers, though!” He wraps a small blanket around his shoulders and grabs the remote. “Oh, ahaha, I actually don’t drink, so you can take the lion’s share. Thank you for bringing soda, though! I’m likely going to down the majority of that.”
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