Lyric enjoyed a new audience for her various tales, and he was such a good listener! Lyric enjoyed her time with Chance; he was fresh and interesting and different from her other friends, most of whom she went to school with. They walked in magical circles, mages and shifters. While she wouldn’t change her friends, such as Cody, for anything in the world, it was nice to talk to someone who she hadn’t spent all day with, all week.
Picking at the chips, Lyric looked up when Chance went quiet, and studied him for a few moments; he looked like he’d been taken by a thought train, and she smiled to herself as she looked away, eating another fry. She was interrupted when her phone buzzed, loudly roaring like a motorcycle. Lyric sighed, and picked it up, reading the text from Nocturne. He’d be there in a few minutes, and she knew he appreciated it when she was actively ready to be picked up when he arrived, rather than watching her finish up and linger while he watched.
“Noct will be here in a few minutes,” she said, pouting playfully as she glanced at Chance. He looked worried, which caused her to frown slightly, and she twirled a chip absently. Lyric looked up when the doors opened, and tilted her head, casting a mischievous glance at Chance. “Looks like your babysitters arrived before mine.” Not really giving him a chance to reply, Lyric stood up, and swooped in swiftly to place a light kiss on Chance’s cheek. “I’ll see you next week!” It wasn’t a question; she enjoyed their weekly dates, and he wasn’t going to be getting out of them any time soon.
Slipping out of the building, Lyric had time to put her gloves on before Nocturne pulled up, and she waved, making her way carefully across the cold parking lot to climb into the vehicle, chirping cheerful replies to her brother’s questions about her evening.
Picking at the chips, Lyric looked up when Chance went quiet, and studied him for a few moments; he looked like he’d been taken by a thought train, and she smiled to herself as she looked away, eating another fry. She was interrupted when her phone buzzed, loudly roaring like a motorcycle. Lyric sighed, and picked it up, reading the text from Nocturne. He’d be there in a few minutes, and she knew he appreciated it when she was actively ready to be picked up when he arrived, rather than watching her finish up and linger while he watched.
“Noct will be here in a few minutes,” she said, pouting playfully as she glanced at Chance. He looked worried, which caused her to frown slightly, and she twirled a chip absently. Lyric looked up when the doors opened, and tilted her head, casting a mischievous glance at Chance. “Looks like your babysitters arrived before mine.” Not really giving him a chance to reply, Lyric stood up, and swooped in swiftly to place a light kiss on Chance’s cheek. “I’ll see you next week!” It wasn’t a question; she enjoyed their weekly dates, and he wasn’t going to be getting out of them any time soon.
Slipping out of the building, Lyric had time to put her gloves on before Nocturne pulled up, and she waved, making her way carefully across the cold parking lot to climb into the vehicle, chirping cheerful replies to her brother’s questions about her evening.
