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You’ve never been the commitment type. Wait, tell you what?

You know me well. Oh, I don't know... maybe about a dude you've been spending some quality time with.

"I can't blame you. I might have the Tri Delta looks but that's the only thing I have in common with my sisters" Pushing her curls away from her face she knelt down, collecting a few of the ingredients into her arms before standing up slowly. "Movie?" She paused, placing the things on the counter as she walked over to him. "Hmm, I have too many.." Lifting her finger to tap against her lip she lent back against the counter, grinning widely "Freaky Friday" Savvy confessed. "My mom and I have this tradition - we watch it every first Friday of the year. As well as others. It's just something we do. Do you one?" Pushing herself away from the counter she walked closed to him, standing between his legs.

Wrapping one arm around her waist, Ben studied the girl as she spoke. She had a quiet confidence about her. He lifted his hand to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "You keep surprising me." he spoke softly, "Every first Friday of the year? Do you have dreams of swapping places with your mom?" he smiled, watching the girl. "I like... darker movies." he shrugged, placing both hands on her hips, "My life had it's dark moments and I like to see those things reflected." Ben wasn't sure why he was saying what he was, but his words were flowing out of his mouth before he could catch up.

#ugh

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Wh-what? Who, me? Nothing, no reason. Definitely not because a guy in my Film Studies lecture told me he could beat you up.

Guy sounds like a douche. And not just because he's taking film studies.

#hahaha its good

Like what? I’m just… looking…

For something specific?

#yayay!

Why are you looking at me like that?

#uolstarter #ben

What can I say? It’s a gift. I’m going to take that as you like her? Has someone really broken the Lockwood curse?

An annoying gift, Scar. There is no Lockwood curse. That's a myth. You know I'm not the commitment type. Speaking of which. Isn't there something you'd like to share?

#he's dodging haha

"You know if you think it’s stupid.." She grinned, closing her eyes, enjoying his touch. "I think I have everything, to be honest. We pretty much have anything and everything in this house. I don’t even want to think about how much we spend a week on groceries." Taking a step back she smiled taking his hand to pull him to the kitchen. "I think I can remember how to make them. Ginger bread is pretty basic." Lifting her gaze for a moment she smiled softly, admiring him silently. Everything seemed to fall into place. The real question was, how long for?

"I don't. Swear." he placed a hand on his chest as if to pledge his honesty before laughing again, "Why am I not surprised you already have all the makings? Sometimes I forget you're a tri-delt." he followed Savannah into the kitchen, not letting go of her hand. Ben watched as the girl started to pull things out of cupboards and drawers. He pulled himself up onto one of the counters, taking a seat. The brunette girl was petite, and pretty in a traditional way. She was everything he would throw himself into bed with for a night before sneaking out the next morning. But, Savannah was different. "What's your favorite movie?" he wanted to know her.

Dream on, Benny. Stalking? If you class spotting you in a coffee shop with my Delta sister, then sure, I stalked. Cut the crap and spill.

If there's one thing you are it is persistent. Savannah is... she's something else. I don't know what to tell you.

#ignore the text

His seconds of silence left her unsure on whether she had chosen the wrong words to say. She knew he wasn’t the commitment kind of guy and even choosing to be with her now was a lot for him. The last thing she wanted was to push him too far and lay him out too thinly. Nodding at his words, she gave him a gentle smile. Savannah squirmed at his gentle squeeze against her hips and giggled lightly thinking of her words before she spoke “Well, we could… make a gingerbread house?” She suggested, raising her brow. “I mean - it’s almost Christmas time, right?” She knew it was a silly suggestion, but she wanted to be different - she wanted to try something new.

The girl's suggestion brought out a full smile from Ben. There was a certain innocence about Savannah that he couldn't help but admire. She seemed to be everything he wasn't. "A gingerbread house it is." he nodded before planting a kiss on the girl's forehead. Taking a step back, he linked his fingers through hers, "Do we need to buy the supplies or are you already all stock up for Christmas?" he chuckled to himself while waiting for a response.

I really fucking hate you sometimes. I actually have a bone to pick with you. Why did I see you with Savannah the other day? Do you need to tell me something? You better not corrupt the poor girl.

#see how he danced around that? hahaha oooooh

Lies and slander, Scar. Why were you stalking me the other day? I don't corrupt people. I show them the better side of life.

I’m not a midget, Benjamin.

Woah, woah. Who said midget? Well, now that you said it I'm going to say it, Scarlett.

I’l have you know I’m 5’4. Someone needs to learn their measurements a little more accurately before judging people on their shortness, Lockwood.

I didn't realize that 5'4 was considered anything but short.

Little one?

Yes, little one. You're, like three feet tall, Scar. Hate to break it to you.

#YEs they can!

"I am, too. But you never have to feel nervous around me, Ben. I want to see you. All of you. Even if it's not the side you want me to see" Breathing in slowly she closed her eyes resting her head against his. "I thought you seemed like the corruptive type." She giggled, pulling back to gaze up at him. "Do you.. wanna do something? Instead of being stuck in here, we could always grab a bite? Or be crazy and make something ourselves." She joked. Savannah laced her fingers with his, smiling widely. "That's if you're not embarrassed to be seen with me..."

Ben took her words at face value. He didn't want to read into them or find a meaning that wasn't there. She wanted to see all of him? He knew the girl had no idea what she was asking for. He didn't even know what she was asking for. Ben was silent for a moment before speaking softly, "In time." were the only words he could muster. He was not one for being vulnerable, the thought scared him more than any relationship. He smiled slightly hearing Savannah speak, "I would never been embarrassed." he winked at her, giving her waist a light squeeze, "Where can I take you? Anywhere you want." he felt relaxed, comfortable with her. It was a feeling he could get use to.

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I'd like to see you try, little one.

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@livstrat: turkey day on campus wasn’t so bad with this guy #missingmommaspietho