Post by Lori on Jan 13, 2017 1:36:27 GMT
If only their nights could always be like this. Heck, if only they could have more nights like this! It was perfect! Well, to them at least. If anyone asked Erin, there was probably quite a bit left to be desired. She'd probably say to dress super hot, have some drinks set up...who knows what else. Some people could go out and have drinks all night. Or go crazy somehow. A couple of bookworms like Carla and Candice? Staying up all night watching wizards, quidditch games and the typical battles of saving the world was fun. Anything else that could happen was theirs to decide or deny. Sleeping would probably be the biggest item on the potential agenda up for debate.
"Perfect," she smiled. It wasn't like they needed much else anyway. Even though the TV, table and couch were more or less confined to one area, leaving the rest of the living room pretty spacious, Carla paid no attention to it. As far as she was concerned, she only needed to focus on the TV and kitchen. Possibly Lewis. She and Candice didn't need that much space anyway. They were both pretty low maintenance, not to mention a bit on the short side. Two more things to add to the list of how they were the same person. She walked with Candice over to the couch and then picked up her phone. "I believe wings were promised. I did say I was going to make it up to you, which I will continue to do," she agreed. She then added teasingly, "Short of robbing a liquor store, anyway. As much as I like you, you really have to convince me to cross that line for you." Carla then glanced towards Lewis, who was eagerly scratching on his cage - often his way of saying hello. Or to not eat without him. "I think he understands that. Or could have misinterpreted it as having in on a midnight snack." Some things were just lost in translation with that ferret. Lewis was no Atticus, but Carla would admit that he was pretty damn close. Then again, that rapid bunny one of her dad's ex-girlfriends got for the twins one holiday wasn't much competition.
"Fair enough," she agreed. While Candice set up, Carla dialed the pizza place they typically used to order in. One medium pizza and eight wings should be plenty. While they probably really only needed a box of five, eight would be the better deal should Candice be craving wings the next day. After all, reheated chicken wings definitely beat reheated pizza! She gave them her dorm number and asked that the delivery person call before coming upstairs. With any luck, that would be the only thing they'd have to pause any of the movies for. "Delivery should be in a half hour," she told Candice once she got off the phone. She then raised an eyebrow, "Apparently they also think Pokémon Go is still popular because there's a discount for having a certain powered one...?" Carla personally didn't understand it. She did follow the craze and how it consumed people when the app first came out and was popular, but after that summer there appeared to be less and less of a reason to keep track. She shook her head at it. Onto the important matter at hand. She sat down on the couch, pulling her legs sideways onto the cushions. Naturally as soon as she sat down, one of their phones went off for a text message, most likely from Erin. Now that it was a bit later the drinks were probably going to come out and the texts would get much dirtier. As if they weren't already at points. "Do I want to know what she said this time?"
"Perfect," she smiled. It wasn't like they needed much else anyway. Even though the TV, table and couch were more or less confined to one area, leaving the rest of the living room pretty spacious, Carla paid no attention to it. As far as she was concerned, she only needed to focus on the TV and kitchen. Possibly Lewis. She and Candice didn't need that much space anyway. They were both pretty low maintenance, not to mention a bit on the short side. Two more things to add to the list of how they were the same person. She walked with Candice over to the couch and then picked up her phone. "I believe wings were promised. I did say I was going to make it up to you, which I will continue to do," she agreed. She then added teasingly, "Short of robbing a liquor store, anyway. As much as I like you, you really have to convince me to cross that line for you." Carla then glanced towards Lewis, who was eagerly scratching on his cage - often his way of saying hello. Or to not eat without him. "I think he understands that. Or could have misinterpreted it as having in on a midnight snack." Some things were just lost in translation with that ferret. Lewis was no Atticus, but Carla would admit that he was pretty damn close. Then again, that rapid bunny one of her dad's ex-girlfriends got for the twins one holiday wasn't much competition.
"Fair enough," she agreed. While Candice set up, Carla dialed the pizza place they typically used to order in. One medium pizza and eight wings should be plenty. While they probably really only needed a box of five, eight would be the better deal should Candice be craving wings the next day. After all, reheated chicken wings definitely beat reheated pizza! She gave them her dorm number and asked that the delivery person call before coming upstairs. With any luck, that would be the only thing they'd have to pause any of the movies for. "Delivery should be in a half hour," she told Candice once she got off the phone. She then raised an eyebrow, "Apparently they also think Pokémon Go is still popular because there's a discount for having a certain powered one...?" Carla personally didn't understand it. She did follow the craze and how it consumed people when the app first came out and was popular, but after that summer there appeared to be less and less of a reason to keep track. She shook her head at it. Onto the important matter at hand. She sat down on the couch, pulling her legs sideways onto the cushions. Naturally as soon as she sat down, one of their phones went off for a text message, most likely from Erin. Now that it was a bit later the drinks were probably going to come out and the texts would get much dirtier. As if they weren't already at points. "Do I want to know what she said this time?"