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Grace felt so useless but she wanted to be there for the others. She’d been quiet most of Dante’s funeral; simply offering tissues, her hand for comfort. Even though a funeral meant the end, somehow it felt like the start of something brewing in Neverland. Grace looked at her Lost Boys, just wanting to take them away from the danger of it all. She took a deep breath.
“Can I help?” Grace asked softly.
Neverland Scene: Grace and Nana having lunch.
oliverness:
—— ｔｈｅ ｄｉｓａｐｐｏｉｎｔｍｅｎｔ ｏｎ his face disappeared at the mention of leftovers. it was the offer he had been waiting for. oliver looked around, watching out for any other hungry lost boy that could have heard grace.
“you don’t have to ask.”
Grace smiled, not surprised by Oliver’s answer. She popped it into the microwave to heat up. “Well, how’s your day going? I’m going to assume it’s going better than mine because of my chocolate chip betrayal.”
oliverness:
—— ａ ｔｈｉｅｆ？ he almost reminded her that they lived under the same roof as thieves, but the crime fell into place. it looked like he wasn’t getting any cookies today.
“we both know i eat like a horse, but i didn’t do it,”
“Well then, I guess I need to find out who ate them all.” Grace put away the ingredients deciding against cooking for now. She got out some of the leftover lasagne she had made the other night. Somehow there were still leftover but not for long. “Want to share the last of this?”
dylabrams:
“Maybe we need to get a lock. It probably won’t be able to keep Nibs and the twins out but at least then you’ll know who it is that’s getting to the chocolate chips.” Dylan shrugged, trying to find the silver lining for Grace.
"True," Grace thought about what good a lock would do in the loft. "Maybe I'll just need to hide them." She already had a few spots in mind.
undercovergunn:
Jasper smiled to himself, he liked Grace and admired her low tolerant attitude towards The Lost Boys and their antics and shenanigans they often got up to around the loft. It was just a shame that she kept herself around such bad company. “I could run up to tesco and buy some of their honeycomb and white chocolate cookies. Nobody would be none the wiser.”
"That's not a bad idea," Grace smiled. Ryan was slowly becoming one of her favourites. Not that Grace had favourites when it came to the Lost Boys. Kinda. "I might just make something else anyway like some sort of cake. But once I find out who the culprit is, they don't get any."
oliverness:
—— ｈｅ ｍｕｎｃｈｅｄ ｏｎ a piece of his wrap, as he observed grace doing her thing in the kitchen. oliver was just sticking around to be the first one to grab a bite of whatever she had in mind, but suddenly, she stopped.
“what’s wrong?” he spoke with a mouth full.
“There is a kitchen thief.” She was disappointed. When Grace made a plan, she liked to stick with it. Now she didn’t know what she’d cook instead. “Someone ate all the chocolate chips.”
dylabrams:
“Grace,” Dylan flicked her eyes across the room as she entered, frowning some at the sight of the petite, blonde haired girl who was just standing in the middle of the room and glaring at the pantry. “Did the boys finally push you over the edge?” She placed a hand on the girls shoulder, “Is this some kind of stroke?”
Grace didn’t respond at first, before letting out a small laugh. “I am way over the edge.” She turned at Dylan, “it’s not as dramatic as a stroke. But someone ate all of the chocolate chips and I was gonna cook and-” She paused mid rant, letting out a fake smile. “It’s fine.”
undercovergunn:
Jasper stood beside Grace, folding his arms across his chest and staring blankly in the direction of the pantry. “What are we glaring at?” He asked, brows furrowing in slight confusion. “Did the twins break the pantry doors again?” His eyes widened in exaggeration, a look of false dread in his eyes, “Oh no. Did Peter get into the chocolate after midnight again? Did he go full Gizmo?”
“We’re glaring at life right now.” Grace said folding her arms, glancing at Ryan. “Well I don’t know who the culprit is, but someone stole my chocolate chips I will find out who.” She sighed dramatically, putting all the ingredients back. “I guess no cookies for today.”
gogetemtiiiger:
“Fuck…” Lily cursed under her breath, an awkward smile taking up residence on her face as she flashed it toward Grace. “Just got caught up working.”
“Ah yeah, work.” She laughed, continuing her walk towards the loft with Lily. “Well, something tells me you’re wearing the same clothes as yesterday.”
gogetemtiiiger:
Lily tried to channel her nickname, keeping her steps small and cat like by shifting her weight to the balls of her feet. She’d managed to avoid all the old creaky boards in the floor and make it past the stairs without a sound. Last night’s clothes hanging messily on her frame, and her heels in her hand. All she can focus on was getting back to her own bed, getting changed and maybe just maybe grabbing a bagel before getting back to work.
Grace was heading back to the loft with a coffee in one hand when she saw Lily. She looked her up and down, raising an eyebrow. “Rough night?” She winked.
Grace had thrown her hair into a messy bun, before getting out the particular ingredients she’d need from the pantry. She was planning on making a quick batch of chocolate chip cookies to busy herself while the washing machine was doing it’s thing. That was the plan until she noticed someone had ate all of the chocolate chips. Grace stood glaring at the pantry, completely unimpressed.
STREETS OF NEVERLAND TRAILER
gogetemtiiiger:
“’orning.” Lily mumbled from under the pillow hiding her from the light of the room. She moves it down despite herself to peak at who was there, and see if she really did smell coffee or if it was a hunger delusion. “By the Grace of god.” She greeted with a smile. “An angel has come to save me from my wicked ways.”
"Thought you might need a pick me up this morning," Grace smiled sitting on the edge of Lily's bed, handing her the coffee. "I don't remember seeing you much last night, did you have a good time?"
ganglandprincess:
“I’m so fucking tired,” Wendy croaked, reaching up to run her hand through her hair as she leaned forward to put her elbows on her knees and hand her head.
“I don’t think I’ve stayed up a full entire night since we brought Alfie home from the hospital.”
Grace simply nodded. She knew Wendy wouldn’t be able to sleep without getting some results about Michael’s condition. Grace was just trying to distracting herself about one of her best friends being injured, by concentrating on Wendy instead.
“You can rest and I’ll wake you up if there’s any news, or I can go get you a coffee. None of that hospital coffee, there’s a cafe open not far.”
gogetemtiiiger:
Lily only had three goals last night: have fun, get drunk and then get home with both shoes still on her feet. Mercatiously she’d managed all three, and even met her bonus goal of changing out of her dress and finding a place other than the floor to crash so overall it was a great night. She doesn’t know what causes her to stir, if it was the vibrations of her phone in the bed beside her with another comment coming in for hashtag team pan or the sound of footsteps near by. But she lets out a small yawn, not willing to completely give up on sleep yet.
Grace knocked softly before slowly making her way into Lily’s room, with her tea in one hand and a coffee for Lily in the other. Grace normally would be entirely too chirpy and loud for everyone when waking them up, but she didn’t know how hungover Lily was. She murmured a soft, “Morning.”
