(Oki! I have to do a few things then I’ll put it on here.)
Cameron laughed gently. “Honestly, I don’t feel like a Prince most of the time. I’d’ve been fine with whatever, even… hmm… ooh, fish sticks. I haven’t had fish sticks in forever…”
(I was going to reply but got distracted by cats…)
Lilah made a face. "Gross. I hope I never have to eat fish sticks ever again…"
(Meow)
Cameron rolled his eyes at her. “Fish sticks are amazing. I wish I could have them again.”
(Precisely. I gtg, but I'll be back around ten-ish maybe later.)
"No, they're disgusting. Fish are friends, not food," Lilah declared.
(Okiiiiiiiii)
Cameron rolled his eyes. “I agree but they make very good dishes.” He laughed. “Just kidding. I haven’t had a fish in years.”
(Nearly an hour after I thought I'd be back…)
Lilah stuck her tongue out at Cameron playfully. "You dork," she chuckled as they neared her room.
(I was dead asleep bro)
Cameron laughed a little. “You’re a dork too, don’t try and deny that.”
(Lol. That's okay. I ended up passing out, anyway.)
"I am a princess. I'm not allowed to be a dork," Lilah joked in a lofty voice as she opened the door to her room.
Cameron trotted into the room. “But since I’m a Prince, I’m allowed to be?”
"Precisely!" Lilah declared, shutting the door behind them and moving to sit on her bed.
Cameron rolled his eyes and sat on the bed. “Precisely, huh?”
"Yes, precisely," Lilah confirmed. She made shooing motions with her hands at Cameron. "No food on my bed."
Cameron gave her a betrayed look. “Where am I supposed to eat?”
Lilah pointed to the now-clean desk. "Oh, look! A place you can eat!"
“NOooooOooo I like your bed!” Cameron gave her a sad puppy-dog-eyed look.
"Yeah, so do I! Which is why you're not allowed to eat on it!" Lilah laughed.
“It’s so commmmfyyy… I promise I won’t spill anything on it!” Cameron gazed at her.
"I know it is, and I'm sure you'll do your best, but I don't want to risk it!" Lilah declared.
Cameron made a dog-like whine in his throat. “I know my best isn’t a lot but I’ll do more than my best!”
"Cam, please… I'll sit on the floor next to you if you eat at the desk," Lilah sighed.
“Then I’ll sit on the floor.” Cameron determindely sat on the floor next to the bed.
"Fiiiiine…" Lilah sighed, sitting beside him.
Cameron grinned at her. “Anyway, I dunno if I said it, but I like your room. It’s homey.”
"I think you did say that, but thanks. I like it, too," Lilah said with a smile as she glanced around the room.
Cameron smiled a little. "Sorry, then. I must sound like a broken record."
(Work is a pain.)
"No, it's okay. If you repeated yourself more than one time you would, though," Lilah said, a hint of laughter in her voice. She turned back to look at Cameron. "Are you ever going to eat that?"
(Yes)
When she looked over the plate was clean. "What? Oh, yeah, I'm done!"
Lilah gave him a surprised look.
"When did that happen?" she laughed.
Cameron grinned brightly. "I don't know!"
"You don't know? How do you not know how you finished your food?" Lilah asked.