Elide looked at Jay with concern noticing how thin he was, she’d talk to him about it later but for now she made him some coffee and help Darcy with the quesadillas. “How do you sleep on that skateboard, Darcy? Surely it’s uncomfortable?”
"Wait, really… You've never had coffee? I basically live off the stuff!" Darcy chuckled sheepishly, "Probably not so good for my health. Anyways, I'll start making the quesadillas." She began rummaging through the cupboards in search of a frypan.
“Here, try that Jay.” She smiled, “Tortillas are in the fridges. The fry pan isn’t bottom left cupboard, Darcy.” She said with a sigh
"Oh, it was terrible! So uncomfortable, I don't recommend it. But, it was morning and I came out to greet everyone but then I just couldn't and…" she trailed off. Darcy found a pan and began heating it up on the stove.
"No, my parents-" Jay started before deciding he should change that wording. "I mean, um, my parents never really liked coffee, so… they never bought it…" Yeah, they much preferred beer.
Jay accepted the cup and examined the contents curiously. He took a sip and almost spit it out. It was incredibly bitter, at least for his taste, and the caffeine set his heart racing.
Elide made note of Jay’s comment, “Who last used the cheese?” She asked holding up the remains of the block.
"Uhhh…." Darcy went bright red and looked down nervously, "It wasn't me…?"
“Liar,” she smirked and grabbed a wet sponge, aiming at her, “Now tell me the truth or get sponged.”
"Noooo!" Darcy quickly removed the last quesadilla from the frypan and held the spatula in front of her protectively
Elide laughed, “Lay down your defences! I won’t hesitate to throw!” She moved round the kitchen bench trying to get a better shot.
(I gtg to bed now. Byeeeeee)
(Byeeee see ya tomorrow!)
(aww, byee)
Darcy refused to back down and moved to the other side of the bench, away from Edile.
“Fine, the hard way it is.” She threw the sponge and it hit Darcy square in the stomach, “Bingo!”
Darcy squealed, she leaned over and scooped some of the clean soap suds from the sink onto her spatula and fired back in revenge.
“Eeee!” She grabbed the sponge again, making sure it was completely wet and threw it back.
Darcy ducked, watching as the sponge flew over her. "Mwahahaha," Darcy grabbed Elide's original weapon and attempted at throwing it back.
She gasped when it hit her in the stomach, “You foul beast.” She said playfully and ran up behind her giving her a massive hug and making the back of her shirt wet.
Darcy squirmed in her grip, "Fine, I admit it! I ate the last cheese, but at least we still had more to make the… wait… someone ate the quesadillas while you were attacking me!"
(Is it bad that I ship Dracy and Elide?)
Elide let go and gasped, “Whoever ate the quesadillas, be warned. We’re armed!” She giggled as she grabbed the sponge again.
(nahhh xD )
Darcy's stomach growled, "Yeah, armed and hungry!" she said with a laugh.
“Come on,” She said with a laugh, “Let’s go find whoever stole our food.”
"Okay," she loaded up her spatula with more soap suds and followed after Elide.
“Who should we… attack first?” Elide looked back at Darcy with a smirk.
(ahh sorry, i was making a character and got sidetracked)
"Hmmm…. What about Jason? He was the last person I saw in the kitchen…" Darcy said
( sorry, i gtg now :/ )
(byee)
“Jay? Maybe but I seriously doubt it’s him, maybe Astrid?”
(Byeee)