“Oh, no, don’t be sorry!” Lyric grinned, shaking her head hard for a few moments to emphasize what she was saying. “I was wanted! Just they’d given up hope, is all.” She shrugged her shoulders, still smiling. Lyric didn’t often go into details about her birth and the fact that the gap between herself and Nocturne was almost enough to think they were only half related; or that there had been many miscarriages working up to Lyric’s birth. Which, for all Lyric knew, there might have been. But she had never found the need to quiz her parents about it.
Lyric grinned when Chance brought up his brother, and laughed a little with him at the names. “I love it!” It sounded like his family had as much fun naming their children as her own did. Or her mother, at least. “Having unique names is so much cooler than being John or Sally. There are lots of those, don’t you think?” Lyric smiled brightly at Chance. “Meeting your brother would be fun!” Though her own brother would be likely to give birth to a motley litter of kittens if he found out she was making more male friends through male friends he already disproved of. Lyric shook her head, smile still in place.
“Wanna get ice-cream? There is a corner store nearby that keeps the most ridiculous hours.” Not that Lyric was complaining, since she’d often stopped by it for necessities through to ice-creams, but sometimes she swore the store never closed. Imagine, a twenty-four-seven corner store… Well, it would be open then, so that was the important thing!
Lyric grinned when Chance brought up his brother, and laughed a little with him at the names. “I love it!” It sounded like his family had as much fun naming their children as her own did. Or her mother, at least. “Having unique names is so much cooler than being John or Sally. There are lots of those, don’t you think?” Lyric smiled brightly at Chance. “Meeting your brother would be fun!” Though her own brother would be likely to give birth to a motley litter of kittens if he found out she was making more male friends through male friends he already disproved of. Lyric shook her head, smile still in place.
“Wanna get ice-cream? There is a corner store nearby that keeps the most ridiculous hours.” Not that Lyric was complaining, since she’d often stopped by it for necessities through to ice-creams, but sometimes she swore the store never closed. Imagine, a twenty-four-seven corner store… Well, it would be open then, so that was the important thing!
