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"No, I'm okay, actually," Spencer said, already moving toward the cabinet (I hate trying to spell that…) that held the medicine. "I slept quite well. I just wake up a bit earlier than most people."
"No, I'm okay, actually," Spencer said, already moving toward the cabinet (I hate trying to spell that…) that held the medicine. "I slept quite well. I just wake up a bit earlier than most people."
“But we got here so late. You really should rest,” Anya chided. “At the very least, would you mind checking on Lily and McCallister? We should make sure they’re alright.” She kept the sprightliness in her tone.
//lol
(I always spell it "cabinate"…)
Spencer grabbed the bottle of pills and walked back over to Anya. "Really, I'm fine. I can function quite well on even less sleep than this," he explained, handing the ibuprofen to her.
Anya half-smiled. “If you say so. But we really should check on the president and Lily. And figure out a way to get them to the base.”
"Of course," Spencer agreed with a nod. He gestured to the bottle of pills. "Do you want water to take that?"
“Sure,” she nodded. “But I can get it!” she added quickly, Spencer already having begun to reach for a water glass.
//is that ok
(Yeah, it's fine.)
Spencer rolled his eyes. "All right, all right, Ms. I'm-okay-even-though-I'm-clearly-not," he teased, putting his hands up.
//kk
“Dam right,” Anya grinned, grabbing a water glass and filling it up at the sink. She downed it and the pills in one swig. “Jeez, those are… bitter.”
"That means they're working," Spencer said in a goofy voice, recalling a comedy video about medicine that he had seen once.
//I feel as though you are basing this conversation off of an irl experience lol
“Doesn’t mean they’re not bitter,” Anya grumbled, placing the cup in the sink.
(…Nope…
Just Tim Hawkins. ;D)
Spencer chuckled and shook his head. "Okay, well I'm going to go check on the first family as soon as I finish this cup of coffee."
//lol
Anya nodded. “I’m going to go change… I feel gross.”
"M'kay," Spencer mumbled around his mug.
“Kay. Umm… see you later.” Anya exited the room as fast as she could while still walking.
She leaned against the wall in her room, arms crossed. That was awkward.
Spencer raised his eyebrows at Anya's hasty retreat.
Okaaaaaay, then, he thought as he finished his coffee. That was strange.
//Spencer’s thought pattern in comparison to Anya’s is hilarious
Anya rifled through the fully-stocked closet, going through men’s clothes and women’s clothes alike. She eventually picked out a baggy maroon sweatshirt/hoodie that reached mid-thigh and some leggings. Deciding to go check on the first family, Anya pulled on some bright pink kitty cat slippers and wandered in their suite’s general direction.
(Lol. Ikr?
He's like, What the heck, Anya? How come you just practically ran away from me?)
After washing out his mug, Spencer had started to head upstairs, a cup of coffee for the president in one hand. He hoped he liked his coffee very black because there was no creamer. Seeing Anya heading in the same direction, he sped up just enough to catch up to her.
"Nice slippers," he teased her.
“Thanks! I thought they might cheer up Lily,” Anya said seriously. “And as a bonus, they are really fuzzy.”
//as you can see, I am lazy and have abandoned the stutter she should probably still have
(Lol. I would have forgotten about it long ago if I was the one writing it…)
"Yeah, I'm sure she'll love them. Any chance you saw a pair that might fit her?" Spencer asked. "I'm sure she'd love to match."
//lol
“I actually think I did… that closet had everything,” Anya said, smiling. “Want to check?”
Spencer nodded. "Yeah, I think that would be a good idea. Something to cheer her up, ya know?"
“Exactly. I think there also might’ve been a men’s size…” Anya said thoughtfully. “We could all wear them.”
"Uh… Yeah, I think just you two wearing them would be okay," Spencer laughed, rubbing the back of his neck.
Anya elbowed him playfully, spinning around and starting to walk back to her room. “Would you like to accompany me, Spencer-aka-the-man-destined-to-wear-pink-fuzzy-slippers?” Anya asked him, smiling. “You know, it would cheer Lily up considerably.”
Spencer frowned, sighing as he turned around as well. "Yeah, I guess it would… I suppose I'll come with you," he said, slowly shaking his head. I can't believe I'm about to do this…
//yAY
“C’mon, Spence. It’s just pink,” Anya said, smirking. “I’m sure it won’t hurt your pride too much…” She reached her bedroom door and opened it, immediately walking over to the closet and rifling through it.
"Yeah…" Spencer sighed, groaning inwardly as he followed Anya into the room. "Do you want help searching?"
“Nope!” Anya said, coming up holding a pair Spencer’s size, Lily’s size, and the president’s size. “This will be perfect.”
//I luv how Spencer doesn’t notice it doesn’t mind that she called him Spence
(…That's 'cause I didn't notice… Lol.
He honestly wouldn't even think anything of it, though.)
Spencer gave Anya a wry smile. "Greeeaaatttt…"
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