(Yeah, If was so horrible. They look pretty good but I’m more happy to have them off than anything.)
“I’m a fun person, believe it or not,” Ava laughs, scratching Kreja behind the ears. Despite her cold persona, she does enjoy letting loose and having a good time. “You should’ve seen me when I was a teenager. I was really fun then.” Crazy is more accurate.
"I bet you were, Ava," Cameron agreed with a laugh, "and I never doubted you couldn't have fun. You seem very pent up. I'm glad you could let loose after a while, yeah?" He stood again and stretched. "Anyhow, I think I'm gonna go upstairs."
“Just don’t get too used to it,” Ava warns lightly before yawning a little. She’ll be right back to her usual self tomorrow. “Yeah, I’m gonna head up as well. No need for me to make the headache I’ll get tomorrow any worse.” Standing up, she moves around a little to get the feeling back in her legs. “Come on, Kreja.”
Cameron just huffed at her quietly, shaking his head. "Honestly, woman, you should try and relax more. You're a lot of fun when you are." He clicked his tongue for Lily, who trotted over promptly and followed him as he started up the steps to his room.
"Anyway, good night. I'll probably have breakfast ready when you wake up."
“Relaxing is overrated, Cameron,” Ava tells him, rolling her eyes. “I had fun for one night, just take the win and move on.” She has too much stuff to do to have fun. Assassinating people does not give her much time to do anything other than research and go on walks with Kreja. Heading up the stairs, Kreja at her heels, she sighs a little bit. “Good night,” She tells him with a small smile before approaching the door to her room.
(Aight, what now?)
(I have no idea. Should we do something dramatic or romantic?)
(Romantic!! We already have enough dramatic with these two, honestly.)
(Okay, romantic it is! Yeah, these two have definitely had a lot of drama. Any ideas?)
(Not at all lmao. Umm any on your side?)
(Road trip? Go to a weekend retreat only to find out that it’s for couples? That’s all I’ve got for now lol)
(Lmao that'd be funny but I don't think it'd be romantic… fuck idk mate)
(We’re kinda at a loss here, aren’t we? Maybe we could do the whole Christmas party/whatever and get ‘em stuck under the mistletoe? Idk)
(hhhhhh idk you just wanna wing it? Like they hook up or something? Maybe thwy naturally get together?)
(Yeah, winging it might be for the best since the ideas just ain’t flowing today.)
(Erhfnfjdi same dude lol. I trusted myself to be productive today, but it's 9:30 PM and I still have a ton of hw.)
(Ugh, productivity. Something often promised but rarely ever done lol. At least it’s only Saturday, right?)
(That's true lol. I'm gonna have to do at least half of it by Sunday, but I'll be hyped on candy, so it's somewhat higher of a chance of actually happening. Anyhow, let's start somewhere…)
(I wish you luck with getting that done. Hopefully the candy will help with that lol. Where should we start?)
(That's what I'm hoping lmao. Um idk just them sitting around after a meal?)
(Gotta love the effects of a sugar high lol. Yeah, that works. You wanna start?)
(Lmao gotta. Uhhh not really lmao. I suck, sorry. I hate starting.)
(Nah, it’s fine. I’ll get us started)
Ava sits on the chair in the living room, curled up and leaning against the armrest. She’s currently absorbed in a mystery crime novel. Well, she’s pointing out the inconsistencies in her head but she’s enjoying it. Kreja lays on the floor in front of her, snoring quietly as he sleeps.
Cameron was stretched out across the couch, his long legs dangling off comfortably after a stretch. His arms were posed above his head, his elbows on the couch as he held his phone above his face, scrolling through Pinterest for something interesting to do. He didn't find much, but he found some things to read. The room was quiet, apart from Lily, who was chewing and playing with a tennis ball by herself near the fireplace, which was burning gently.
Ava closes the book and sets it aside, her face twisted with displeasure. She had been enjoying the book up until this point but now she’s thinking that it would do better as fire kindling than as reading material. Glancing over to Cameron, she checks to see what he’s doing. “We should do something,” She says suddenly, not putting too much thought into it. The book is as good as dead to her now and she doesn’t have another murder planned until Tuesday. She’s bored and she makes bad decisions when she’s bored.