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Nodding a little, he smiled brightly when he understood. "Alright! Let's play." He hummed, holding onto his cards in one hand with a cheery look.
Nodding a little, he smiled brightly when he understood. "Alright! Let's play." He hummed, holding onto his cards in one hand with a cheery look.
Forrest won easily. Ayala scowled and flopped onto the floor. "I don't know why I even play this with you."
Forrest smiled. It was the first time she'd smiled all evening; the effect was striking. "Can I go read my book now?"
Ayala snuck a sidelong glance at Apollo, her eyes asking, What do you think?
Apollo chuckled, watching the two girls banter back and forth. He glanced over to Forrest when she eyed him, figuring out what she meant. So he shrugged in response. In all honesty he didn't care too much.
"If you want to, I don't have a problem with it."
Forrest picked up her book and hurried off again; Ayala sat up and adjusted her cat ears. "Well, what now?"
Apollo shrugged, smiling softly. "I dunno. I don't really know what we should do." He shrugged again.
"I'm sure Mira could find us something to do." Amusement flashed across her eyes.
"Mm, I guess…" Apollo mumbled, fiddling with his sleeves. "Whatever you wanna do."
Ayala shrugged. "We could go get more to eat. I'm done with my food anyway."
Apollo nodded a little, fiddling with his hands. "Sure, I don't really care." He shrugged as he got up.
They went upstairs to get more food.
Apollo followed after her, hands stuffed in his pockets. "You can leave me, if you want to go do something else. I don't mind finding something." He hummed, nodding to a couple people. "I'm being boring."
"You're not boring, Apollo!" She reached up and patted the bow fondly. "Come on, let's get something to eat."
Apollo laughed a little, following her. "I'm not saying I'm always boring, but right now I'm not the most thrilling person. I haven't done much." He insisted.
"Well, you were better than me at Egyptian Rat-Slap. I thought you had given Forrest a real run for her money there."
"Mm, sure thing." Apollo laughed, letting her follow. "Whatever you say. I really doubt it, but whatever."
Ayala, who had lost spectacularly, smiled and led the way to the buffet table.
Apollo kept his hands in his pocket, looking up at her. "Mm, I'm starting to get hungry. What should I get?"
"Whatever you want, silly." She nudged his shoulder and began filling up her plate again with chicken salad sandwiches and cantaloupe cubes. "I know Mira's chili is very good" - she nodded at a CrockPot further down the table - "but it's really spicy."
"I know I'm allowed to get anything, but I wanted your suggestion." Apollo laughed, grabbing a plate. When pointed to the chili, he nodded and went to get a bowl. "Alright, sounds like a plan."
"I'm warning you, it'll burn your face off," Ayala cautioned. "I think only Mira and Forrest can stand it. I took one spoonful and it nearly melted my eyeballs."
"You must not know my tolerance to heat, then." Apollo laughed, grabbing a fork. Pouring himself a drink, he glanced over to her. "Where are we headed?"
Ayala shrugged. "Dunno. The living room? Where do you want to go? I could go chase Forrest again."
"Nah, leave the poor girl alone." Apollo laughed, starting towards the living room. "Living room sounds fine to me. We can hang out in there."
"All right."
As the two of them made their way into the living room, Apollo laughed as he saw a movie on the tv. "Gosh, I haven't watched this in forever." He hummed, smiling as The Nightmare Before Christmas played. "Yet I practically have it memorized."
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