clumsylamb:

             ”Ehh ——- don’t underestimate my bathroom sharing abilities.
                            After sharing one shower with Charlie for over a year
                                                               I’m pretty sure we could manage.”

                         ”Just be glad I’m not Alice !
                           For someone so tiny, she easily doubles the amount
                          of time I spent in the bathroom every morning.”

                        “Key word there being ‘try,’ right Seth? 
                         I mean, come on, with my luck there’s no
                         possible way I could avoid pissing Leah off.
                         I’ll end up tripping over something in the
                         living room & spilling a plate full of lasagna 
                        down her shirt, or something equally horrendous.”

                      “She’s even stingy about leftovers? Man,
                        we’re going to end up being one of those crazy
                        families that has a million things of labelled
                        Tupperware in our fridge, aren’t we?”

                                _{❝It’s always worth it though —- …❞
                                  ❝Alice taking so long, I mean.❞}

             _{He may or may not have amassed a certain fondness–an affinity, even–for the more blithe and chipper vampire with golden eyes and the nose of a pixie;  a high ambit with which she spoke, flats with jewels, or high heels covered in printed flowers and antique wood grains. Yes, if he were being honest, he might have said he had a small–almost minuscule–crush on Alice.} 

                                    _{❝She always looks so pretty.❞
                     ❝She has her hair a different style every day.❞
                             ❝With different bows and things, too.❞}

                        _{❝She also wears those skirts and stockings.❞
                                 ❝ ’ Leg warmers ’, she calls them.❞
                                ❝I knew Rachel wore those, too … ❞}

                             _{❝But Rachel’s aren’t nearly as colorful ! ❞}

                                    _{❝——————————- ! ❞
                                               ❝ …………………… ❞
                                                      ❝ ……….. ❞
                                                        ❝ ……. ❞
                                     ❝Not that you don’t look pretty ! ❞
                                                 ❝ … You do ! ❞}

                              _{He pursed his lips, blinked several times.
It was in circumstances such as this, where he wished that his mind and process of thought would cease in operation–times like this where he wished that one of his personality traits had not been talking incessantly. Of course, some like to argue that speaking too much as opposed to too little, can also be a means to conceal oneself.}

                                      <sub>❝ Hah ! Oh,  that wouldn’t happen. ❞
                    ❝ I’ve done way worse – to her, you’ll be a real peach. ❞
                           ❝When I was little, I cut the hair off of her dolls. ❞

To be fair, it was only because she wouldn’t let him play with the one he wanted.

                 ❝ … The only reason she doesn’t bag on me for it, is — well.❞
❝She won’t admit to anybody that she used to play with dolls in the first place.❞
                                                             ❝ ……. ❞
                                                    ❝Mom can’t cook.❞
                              ❝So we usually go to Billy’s for dinner, anyway.❞</sub>