Once they were inside the house Alfie’s eyes roamed around the place for a bit, trying to see how new everything was in there. A playful gasp then came from him after he had found out about what she had ordered, he had put his hand on his chest for the dramatics. “Damn, Edith—” He let out a breathy sigh. “We really have been friends before in our past lives, those toppings are my favorite toppings.” It was true and these coincidences were really getting into him in some way, maybe he was really bound to be friends with this girl. “’Nyway, I was thinking my room, I feel like it’ll be weird if I, like, model for you in the kitchen.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “Ya know.”
Laughing at his small dramatic ways, Edith grinned at his words. “ We can make money off of this. I mean, think about it. A TV show or a book, or maybe even a movie about us. We’ll be rich! ” She threw her hands in the air while laughing, sorta actually thinking if she should make a letter to Disney Channel to see if they’ll like the idea. “ Now that I think about, modeling in the kitchen does seem like a pretty badass idea. Like can you imagine someone just walking in while you’re like this, “ she started off before running over to the conjoint kitchen and hoping on the table, laying across it with a hand on her hip, “ and it’s like a stare to the death type of thing. then again, my mind is all over the place so, “ she said while getting off. “ To my room. ” Edith began to lead them upstairs, looking back slightly. “ Watch your step when you come in. ”
