@Rachel
Yeah, I’m good. Whatever. *looks at her, and then around her house* Nice place… *looks back at her* You look good Rachel.
Its nothing really *glances down at her dance shorts, tank top, and her leg warmers* Thanks. I would return the compliment but I think you know you always look good.
I know… *walks over to her couch and flops down on it* So what’s up?
*follows him, grabbing the ice cream carton she had early and sat down on one of her chairs* Just working. A lot. Trying to get myself to New York. I’m done with this town *takes a bite of her ice cream before she held out the carton to him to offer him some*
