Far Far Away [open]

[Jade Parrish]

Jade raised an eyebrow at his explanation. "You know, it's not very wise to refer to yourself as an asshole. I'm just saying," she told him with a shrug. She understood why he was denying her offer. He was one of those people. Stubborn people who didn't want to accept help even when it was being offered from the bottom of somebody's heart. Whatever.

"Yes, just to the school," she said with a roll of her eyes. "If I stop anywhere it will be to get a coffee because your negativity is exhausting me. I'm realist and all, but damn kid, someone needs to show you a good time." She wasn't all sunshine and unicorns either, and never had been, but you had to make the most of life or you ended up in a slump you couldn't get out of.

"Well, my offer does still stand. My car's over there. C'mon," she urged him, gesturing towards the other side of the street.

[Erik Stewart]

Erik frowned. “Yeah, fine,” he said. He wasn’t sure what ‘realist’ meant, but he did know what negativity was, and he supposed she was right in that regard. All those ‘be positive’ slogans was like throwing a couple of pebbles into a lake – useless and sinking.

“I don’t need a good time,” he protested, then paused. “But I do like coffee.”

He followed Jade at last, without hesitation, though he watched her back as he did, wondering at her magnanimity.

[Jade Parrish]

(ooc: yeah, def. we could thread them again, getting coffee or something?