Lillian rubbed at her eyes. They were similar yet different. She used her concern for others to ignore, almost mask, her own feelings, "That's what makes him a nice guy. But he always says we're a team, but he seems to insist on pulling all of the fucking weight."
Danielle blushed and hid behind Belle's arm. "Aww, sweetie." She pet her hair. "Don't worry, she's just a little shy around new people."
Lillian rubbed at her eyes. They were similar yet different. She used her concern for others to ignore, almost mask, her own feelings, "That's what makes him a nice guy. But he always says we're a team, but he seems to insist on pulling all of the fucking weight."
"Typical stuck up quarterback," he laughed. "A quarterback is the leader, someone who thinks they own the team,"
"Yep," Lillian laughed with him downing another drink.
Danielle blushed and hid behind Belle's arm. "Aww, sweetie." She pet her hair. "Don't worry, she's just a little shy around new people."
Ryan smiled at Belle with a knowing look that made his face light up.
(How am I supposed to jump in again…?)
"Yep," Lillian laughed with him downing another drink.
Cooper raised his hand and the bartender made Lillian another drink.
"What's with the look?" She giggled, watching Danielle peek out from her hiding spot, staring at him curiously.
(How am I supposed to jump in again…?)
(Both Darren and Neal are at home doing nothing)
Lillian looked at Cooper as she took the new glass, "Thanks."
"What's with the look?" She giggled, watching Danielle peek out from her hiding spot, staring at him curiously.
“Nothing,” he smiled at Dani, giving her a small wave.
She hid again, waving shyly without looking. "I told you, I mother people. Danielle especially."
Lillian looked at Cooper as she took the new glass, "Thanks."
“Yup,” he slammed his own drink, “You know how some people come here to drink till they forget someone. I tried that but some people you just can’t shake even if you black out,” Darren would kill him if he knew the real reason Cooper was never around.
She hid again, waving shyly without looking. "I told you, I mother people. Danielle especially."
Ryan laughed quietly at Dani’s shyness. She really was adorable, he was hardly even hearing what Belle was saying.
"Yeah, I guess that can be true," Lillian was swirling the drink in her hand, "Sorry about at all that then."
"It's alright sweetheart, you don't have to be shy." She whispered softly. Dani slowly, ever so slowly, came out of her hiding place and looked up at him, her brown eyes clear and curious.
"Yeah, I guess that can be true," Lillian was swirling the drink in her hand, "Sorry about at all that then."
“All of what?” He asked, not thinking of anything she could be sorry for. And already forgetting the previous conversation or maybe he just wanted to hear the name again.
"It's alright sweetheart, you don't have to be shy." She whispered softly. Dani slowly, ever so slowly, came out of her hiding place and looked up at him, her brown eyes clear and curious.
Ryan smiled kindly, “So his old did you say you were?”
"I-I'm eight." Belle smiled down at the girl encouragingly. Dani returned a nervous one, taking a few deep breaths and relaxing a little.
"I-I'm eight." Belle smiled down at the girl encouragingly. Dani returned a nervous one, taking a few deep breaths and relaxing a little.
“Wow eight?! You’re all grown up now huh?”
She nodded excitedly. "I'm gonna be the oldest girl in my class!" "Are you now? That's exciting." She giggled.
Ryan chuckled, “That is exciting,” inside he face palmed. She would already be the eldest of her class.
"Yeah, I guess that can be true," Lillian was swirling the drink in her hand, "Sorry about at all that then."
“All of what?” He asked, not thinking of anything she could be sorry for. And already forgetting the previous conversation or maybe he just wanted to hear the name again.
"Everything with Belle and Ryan and that shit."
Belle elbowed his side with a playful smile. "Shush it you. She's a sweetheart but not exactly the sharpest knife in the drawer." She muttered.
"Yeah, I guess that can be true," Lillian was swirling the drink in her hand, "Sorry about at all that then."
“All of what?” He asked, not thinking of anything she could be sorry for. And already forgetting the previous conversation or maybe he just wanted to hear the name again.
"Everything with Belle and Ryan and that shit."
There it was, he sighed almost with relief. “Oh… that’s fine,”
Belle elbowed his side with a playful smile. "Shush it you. She's a sweetheart but not exactly the sharpest knife in the drawer." She muttered.
“I didn’t say a thing,” he laughed.
"Does having a truss make the other person like a drug or some shit?" Lillian's words were starting to slur.
"No but you were thinking it." She giggled. Dani watched with a childlike wonder in her eyes. "Missy and her boy, sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G." She burst into laughter like the little girl she was.
"Does having a truss make the other person like a drug or some shit?" Lillian's words were starting to slur.
“Why do you ask?” He looked at her curiously although noticeably more relaxed.
"Just wondering," Lillian shrugged, "If I'm stuck in this cookoo wacko world, might as well understand it."