“Oh really?” The blonde questioned, clearly amused. She was a Mikaelson after all, she’d prove him wrong every chance she got, it’s what they did. Listening to him talk, the petite blonde just nodded. Clearly knowing and understanding absolutely nothing of what he was talking about but enjoying him talking anyways. She found it adorable how into all this stuff he got. Yeah, It seemed a little dorky. But she didn’t care. The girl with a complete princess themed room, complete with a ton of stuffed animals, had absolutely no room to judge. Not that Noelle ever did anyways. Like her mother, she didn’t judge people for how they were or what they liked. Unless it was harmful of course, bit that wasn’t the case. “You haven’t?” She asked, on a level glad she was the one he chose to share all this with. “In that case, Thank you for the honor of sharing this with me.” She told him, drinking her soda as she nestled into the couch. The whole time the movies played, she fidgeted with a couch cushion and switched between watching the movie and watching him. “It wasn’t bad, persay..” She answered when he asked. When he got more soda’s and left one before her, Noelle scooted forward. Bad idea, surely. When it left them mere inches apart when he went to pick up more movies. For a moment, She froze. Half dazed by being so close, Half terrified of what could happen if he moved if only the slightest bit. Yes, She liked him. A lot. But after what had happened a few months back at a party, her guard was up and every male being close scared her. Chewing her lip, Noelle slid back into the sofa and folded her hands in her lap - her point of focus for the moment. “You might regret saying that.” She answered, twisting the best friends ring she had on her finger. Something she did when nervous or scared. “Most of my favorites are either kiddie or things my mom likes.” She said, daring to glance up at him.
