Lyra had decided, in all her mighty wisdom, to take Ismene out to star gaze. Without telling her where they're going.
"Lyre, where are you taking me?"
"Just a bit further this way! What? Too chicken to go into a restricted area, Iz?"
"Silence."
"You love hearing me talk, don't even deny it!"
"...maybe."
"Hah! I knew it!"
Ismene decided to just ignore Lyra instead of responding to her stupidity any longer. She knew she'd lose more braincells engaging any more into that conversation.
"Aaand, we're here!"
Lyra had taken Ismene into a random field, in the middle of the night. Definitely not suspicious.
"Why are we in a field? What are you planning?"
Ismene glared at Lyra while gripping her hand tighter.
"Nothing Iz, just here- lay down next to me"
"I'm not getting my clothes dirty. No."
"C'mon~"
"No.. Not unless you tell me why you've brought me out here."
"Fiiine. I was wanting to stargaze with you! You know, some cliché romantic bullshit like that, thought you'd like it. I know you've been stressed lately, and that we've both relapsed as well. So, I was thinking to bring you out here to just chill and feel more relaxed."
Ismene reluctantly laid down next to Lyra.
"Thank you... I-.. I appreciate your help, Lyre."
"Nah, don't thank me! It was you who said we're in this together, was it not?"
"I suppose that's true. But still.. it's rather... kind of you to do this."
"Eh, I guess. This is also kinda just an excuse to stargaze and have, sort of, like a date with you aswell, Iz."
"Yeah, I figured."
The two of them jus laid there, admiring the stars, in a comfortable silence. That is, until Lyra broke the silence.
"Hey, uhm, Iz?"
"Yes, Lyre?"
"Are your parents home tonight?"
"No. They're on a business trip currently. Why do you ask?"
"Mind if I sleep at yours then?"
"...sure. Just make sure nobody sees you leave tomorrow."
"Gotcha! I can be very sneaky, don't worry at all."
"I'm sure you can, Lyre"
The girls remained there for a while, talking about whatever and enjoying eachothers company. Ismene suggested they start heading to her as it was already midnight. Lyra obliged and followed Ismene to her house. Ismene's house was pretty big, bigger than any house Lyra had been in before. She was expecting it to be posh, and she was right. It was.
"Take your shoes off, my mother would kill me if the carpet got dirty."
"Sure, dude."
"..Dude? I'd rather you call me miss rather than that."
"Alright then, miss Izzy it is!"
"I didn't mean- ugh.. whatever."
After they took their shoes and jackets off, they went upstairs into Ismene's room.
"Woah, you're room is rad!"
"Thank you, I guess?"
Lyra sat on Ismene's bed. As she did, she felt herself sink in a little.
"Yo! This beds comfy as fuck, too!"
"I suppose it is. You're not use to this kind of comfort, are you?"
"I grew up in the streets. What do you think, princess?"
"Do not call me that."
"Fine. Is sweetheart better?"
"No."
"Okay, how about cutie?"
"Silence."
"Make me, princess."
"Just-.. shut up."
"Awwh~ don't wanna make me? I wouldn't mind you doing whatever you want to me to shut me up."
"So you wouldn't mind me sacrificing you to the gods?"
"Okay- woah- first off, please do fucking not sacrifice me to any-fucking-body. Secondly, that was not what I meant, at all."
"Well, you never specified."
"Fair point, Aphrodite!"
"How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that?"
"You can say it as many times as you'd like, doesn't mean im going to listen sweetheart~"
"...shut it."
"You looove~ listening to me talk though!"
"Only sometimes. When you're not annoying me."
"You enjoy it when I annoy you. If you didn't, you wouldn't have let me stop over tonight.. So just admit it, you fucking love me~"
