The Cheever Household[6][27]

[Noelle Cheever]

*shrugs*

Alright

*Looks over at the kitchen, eyes catching some star gazer lillies and stoping for a moment to look at the wilting petals. Thinks: Toki... Looks back over at him and smiles, hiding her sudden fear perfectly*

I'd like that, a lot.

*looks over at the roses Zero got her and wonders exactly how she got into this mess. She adores both of these men, but she knows that she can't have them both*

[Zero Quinn]

*Starts to drum his fingers on the side of his glass, trying not to focus on his wrinkled clothes. He doesn't want to leave and have her think his clothes are more important than her.*

Me too. How about you send me an owl when you have some free time, and we can plan a special day together?

*Lifts his glass to his lips, finishes his juice, and moves toward her, running his fingers through his tousled hair. He leans on the breakfast bar and sets his glass down.*

[Noelle Cheever]

*smiles and looks at him as she pulls herself into a sitting position over the edge*

Sure, that sounds like fun

*turns his face to hers and lightly kisses him before taking the glass from him and pushing it into the hardly ever used sink*

[Zero Quinn]

*Moves over to stand in front of her, placing a hand on each side of her legs on the counter, and gazes into her emerald eyes.*

I must leave.

*His voice drips with disappointment, and a small frown replaces his smile.*

Leans in, slides his arms around her waist, and kisses her lovingly before taking one last look at her,*

*Steps back to take his leave, holding her face in his eyes, almost unwilling to let go.*

I'll be thinking of you.

*With his last statement he moves to the door, and exits slowly onto the street.*

[Noelle Cheever]

*smiles sadly*

Alright

*continues to smil as he leaves, but once he does she looks over at the wilting lillies, heart full of ache and fear.*

*thinks: What am I going to do? God, what is wrong with me? How do I get into these messes??*

[Noelle Cheever]

*walks in with Zero, going directly to the kitchen she pulls out the non-melting strawberry ice cream tub- one of the many she's got, and sets it on the breakfast bar along with two spoons, and two bowls*

How many scoops do you want?

*smiles brightly*

[Zero Quinn]

*Follows her to the kitchen, feeling quite elated, and watches her move about as she sets up the ice cream and bowls.*

Two should be sufficient.

*Moves toward the breakfast bar, and leans up against it.*

I must say it was a lovely surprise to meet up with you tonight.

[Noelle Cheever]

Alrighty then

*puts two scoops in both of their bowls and hands him one along with a spoon. Smiles*

Why? Were you just beside yourself with misery at the fact that you may never see me again?

*laughs lightly*

Just kidding.

*takes a bite of the ice cream with a smile*

[Zero Quinn]

*Takes the bowl and spoon from her.*

Thank you.

*Chortles softly, her comment not that far off.*

*Reaches with one hand to poke her playfully in the side for teasing him, adding with a voice full of dread.*

Everything seemed so bleak, then... *pauses dramatically.*...this beautiful vision came into my sights.*

*Gives her a goofy grin.*

[Noelle Cheever]

*squeals and jumps a bit as he pokes her in the side and slaps his hand away*

NO POKING ME!

*laughs then rolls eyes with a smile at his dramatics*

You're so corny

*flicks some ice cream at him and laughs*

[Zero Quinn]

*As she yells his face has the look of a chastised child, his eyes still gleaming playfully.*

K... no poking.

*He replies soberly, smirking.*

*Shrugs.*

Yep... sure am.

*Eyes widen in horror as a glob of ice cream lands on his black cashmere sweater. Looks down at the ice cream and the up at her, his jaw clenched. He cannot, in anyway, tolerate his clothes filthy.*

Brilliant, Noelle.

*Mutters through his teeth.*

[Noelle Cheever]

*looks at the sweater then at him regretfully*

I'm sorry, here, let me get that....

*pulls out her wand and mutters a spell her governess taught her at a young age that cleans cashmere. She'd spilled juice on her mothers Favourite cashmere dress when she was little, and until she got it right, her governess would continue to pour the juice on it. Soon she perfected it, even if she did scrunch up her face in concentration*

There

*sighs in relief as she'd been concentrating a tad bit too hard*

All better

*gives him a small smile*

[Zero Quinn]

*Watches as the ice cream disappears, his jaw line softening.*

*Looks up at her apologetically.*

Sorry... I-I...

*Shrugs, unable to find the right words to explain his behaviour.*

I'm sorry I overreacted.

*Unable to be angry with her, after all she doesn't know that he's a neat freak. And that's an understatement.*

*Smiles at her devilishly, and a brow raised, swirling his spoon in his ice cream.*

[Noelle Cheever]

*shakes head*

It's fine, I shouldn't have done that

*pulls up a peice of the ice cream on her spoon and sticks it in her mouth, sucking on the spoon and looking up at him with a grin*

[Zero Quinn]

*Continues to swirl his spoon in the ice cream, heat rising in his body as she sucks on her spoon.*

*Scoops up a bit of his ice cream and starts for him mouth, but throws caution to the winds, and instead he aims for her outfit and flicks his spoon at her, grinning wickedly.*

Oops.

*He replies with an innocent tone, fully expecting retaliation.*