Bacon, Ibuprofen, and Coffee [Luke]

[Lucas Blacke]

That hopeless bit was a bit too true to be aimed at anyone else, and why would it? Luke was the one talking to Live, so it only made sense that everything she mentioned was aimed at the Texan. Was she always this blunt? If she was this would only make Lucas like her more since it seemed that was the only way to make him see things for what they were. Right now that was his only problem, he figured, and only one person other than Live had ever done that to him; someone who he was still grateful for even if she struck him as a total bitch.

''Sucked into their power..?'' He quickly asked as she mentioned it. Really, in what way did she mean it? In the sense of having things you couldn't come back from, or things that made you lose control? Or maybe just small tidbits that clung with you your entire life? Because Lucas had all three of them. Like that thing she found funny, the losing of natural abilities. It was quite embarrassing to count the times he had crawled over to the toilet. A mental note was made right then that his toilet had to be immaculate if he ever got a house of his own. And as for the losing control bit.. well she had seen that first hand.

The small tidbits though.. ''I don't ferget what I see.'' Which was a good thing at times, assuming it involved some kind of movement, but this sadly also meant he remembered all the bad stuff that had ever happened to him. He took in a breath and sighed, turning his eyes to Live. ''When someone talks ta me, I won't ever ferget. Which means-'' He paused for a second and forced a small pen-stripe of a smile.

''Which means that on th' happiest day of me life I'd still vividly remember me uncle's last words. Th' painful things me parents told me. Th' people bullying me..''

But enough of that, he decided as his shoulders were starting to drop right as she asked/yelled at him why his glass wasn't filled with water. Now if he was someone else he would have flinched and knocked over the glass or what have you, but Lucas' ability made sure that didn't happen as his face turned to the spoken words. ''Sorry ma'am.'' He joked as he got up, making a slight bow as he then grabbed his empty glass from the table and went to go and fill it with water.

''Right away, ma'am.'' He added when she asked for her purse and nodded at the black thing on the counter. As he walked back with a filled glass he picked up the bag, giving it to Live as he sat down and took a sip of his drink.

''Girl stuff?''

[Lilly Love]

Live let out a sigh. "I control shadows. The darkness. I can't tell you which came first, my affinity for all things dark and hopeless or my ability. But either way, the two are pretty intwined in who I am. I hate everything. Love nothing but myself. And forever am convinced the world is out to get me." Live gave a smirk, adding sarcasm to her voice even though what she said was painfully true.

She listened as Luke told her about always remembering. She gave a small shrug. "And you'll remember every sunrise and every good thing that came through your life. Seems to be a fairly balanced side effect. You just have the wrong focus." But Live was done with that subject as well. She could only take so much more of this personal talk shit, part of the reason she had yelled at the boy to get her bag. She wanted a change of subject.

"No not girl stuff." She said as he brought the bag to her. She opened it, rummaging around for a moment. "Ah, good I did leave it in here." She pulled out a small bottle of Kahlua. She popped off the top and poured some into her coffee, maybe a couple shots worth. Not too much but enough to get her buzzed.

[Lucas Blacke]

Well.. at least the affinity for all things dark was cool, and Luke was also pretty sure she didn't hate everything. She seemed to love her booze among other things, but even if she was love incarnate he could still understand why she thought that. Being able to control the darkness and stuff was pretty dark, pun not intended. ''Not everyone is out ta get ya.'' Lucas replied as she said so with a tone of sarcasm, but she didn't know Lucas could see what she felt in her face. Or well, see that she didn't feel that in her face, anyway. ''Maybe I'm out ta get ya, but I dunno 'bout th' rest o' th world.'' And the way he meant that was most likely not at all how she meant it.

Lucas meant it in a horny teen kind of way. He might have owed her but she was the hot girl keeping him in her house despite trying to grope her. If what she had been saying was even remotely true she'd have thrown his ass out by now, but she didn't. So obviously this lead the Texan to believe there was something in the game, and not just the mother-lecture type thing. She told him she'd let him go when he was done with his food, but when he finished it she, for some reason decided to keep him around. She even told him to get some more water, which weren't the words of a person who hated everything. And Lucas picked up on that whether it was true or not.

''I should 'ave been clearer, 'scuse me.'' He told her, almost interrupting as she mentioned he'd remember every good thing, every sunrise. As if he'd get up that early (yes he did). ''Me ability don't work on static things, only on people. I remember th' movements people make.'' Hence the words his uncle spoke, or people breaking up with him.. sad moments and likely overpowering the good stuff.

When she went through her bag she almost instantly took out a bottle of.. something and popped the cap. Now it wasn't much, but Lucas could smell alcohol from whatever it was, and she poured it into her coffee. ''Live stuff, then?'' He rephrased the question with a shrug.

''Suppose bitche- ya love alcohol.''

[Lilly Love]

Live's eyes looked up to Lukes, not exactly understanding his pun. "I never said everyone is out to get me. Most people don't even know I exist so of course they aren't out to get me. But the world is. I believe the universe just hates some people; that there is an imbalance of luck in the world and I'm one of those people who life decided to fuck over." She took a calm sip of her alcoholic coffee.

"Oh," She said with a shrug as he mentioned his memory only worked on people, "Well sounds like life just hates you too then." She took another swallow of her coffee. She paused and then grabbed the bottle again, taking a quick drink directly from it before pouring a couple more shots worth into the coffee.

What? She didn't have to go to work today.

As Luke started to call her a bitch, her eyes shot up to him. "I may be a bitch but that doesn't mean you just get to call me one. Especially if I'm fucking feeding you."

[Lucas Blacke]

It was starting to look mighty tempting, that drink. And even more so when she took a sip directly from the bottle for some reason. Still, alcohol after a hangover? Maybe that was part of fighting one or something, that just enough alcohol helped getting through one or something. Whatever, Lucas just thought it was a bad deal to go drinking alcohol right after a hangover; his hadn't even fully subsided yet! But hey, she was the one who had the experience, not him.

He wanted to ask her for the bottle but wasn't sure she would give it to him, since she, well, reacted less than nice to his words. Granted, he had started calling her a bitch, but in the sense of- he didn't know, all he knew was that he didn't mean it that way. ''Double standards are a thing yer usin' I see.'' He tried joking, though he wasn't sure if she thought it a joking thing.

With his eyes starting to focus more and more on the bottle in her hands he got up and filled his yet again empty glass with water, because in spite of what she did she had been right; water did help. That and Lucas was accustomed to just drinking water since there were lots of other things he couldn't drink. But then it suddenly hit him as he sat back down.

Alcohol gave him more control over his ability, right? Or well, it kind of jump-started it in a way. So maybe what Live was doing was a good thing. Maybe he should have asked for it.. sadly he didn't, thinking that she would never part with her alcohol willingly because- Luke was being silly as he just remembered that she did so multiple times the night before. He'd like it if she did something else, but sharing alcohol seemed to be her thing.

Maybe she just needed someone to share it with. ''Could I.. get a sip?'' He finally and hesitantly asked.

[Lilly Love]

Live chuckled. Double standards were everywhere. She did also just explain that she believed that some people were just fucked in life. So yes, she did use double standards because the universe used them on her anyways.

She looked at the bottle and then at Luke. "You just gonna keep taking my alcohol? Yah know getting drunk ain't free-" She suddenly stopped and leaned back in her chair laughing a bit. She shook her head and then reached her arm out to the boy, holding the bottle out to him.

"Fine go ahead. If you really want to get drunk again while still fighting a hangover." Then she paused again, pulling the bottle back away from him a bit. Her eyes narrowed as she spoke, "Alcohol doesn't have any effects on your ability like coffee does?" She knew she had been drunk around him last night and he hadn't pulled anything. However, given the coffee incident she wasn't about to risk it either.

[Lucas Blacke]

Ehh.. She was acting like getting drunk while having a hangover was a bad idea. Well, if it was then why did she do it? Double standards man..

He still thought that she was doing something right though, and maybe she was just keeping it from him. Hell, she was the one who started drinking even though she was still hungover, so why wouldn't Luke drink? If it all went downhill he'd just use that against her, that he just wanted to see what it did or that he didn't want to look like a wussy in front of her.

''I swear alcohol don't do what coffee does ta me.'' He replied when she asked if alcohol made him lose control like caffeine did. ''If anythin' it makes me ability work better if that's a thing..'' Lucas added as he had reached out for the bottle but was greeted by that question instead. Nothing was more fun than to answer questions when someone just handed you a drink, right? But despite that he knew what the reason was for her to ask, she didn't want a do-over of what had happened before with the coffee and quite frankly Luke agreed with that. Shadow-Live was cool, but in increments. Maybe once per day or something.

He chuckled though as he kept his hand stretched out for the bottle, keeping what she said earlier in his mind and almost leaning in for the drink. ''Do tell me what I gotta do ta pay fer it.'' He spoke almost sensually now. ''Me number? Clothes? Somethin'..'' He shot a wink her way.

''Somethin' else..?''

[Lilly Love]

It wasn't really a double standard so much as Live just liked being intoxicated, even when she really shouldn't have been.

Live was about to put the bottle into Luke's hand when he winked at her and offered something else in return for the alcohol. She pulled her drink back again and narrowed her eyes, her expression getting more serious again.

"You already kissed me and made it to second base... And you got beaten up for it so I don't think 'somethin' else' is gonna work as payment." She was quite for a moment before passing the bottle to him. She didn't really want to get wound back into that conversation again so she decided to change directions.

"Instead, you can do the dishes." She nodded to the dishes on the table from breakfast and the dozen or so in the skin. "Sorry, I don't have a dishwasher." Sorry, not sorry really.

[Lucas Blacke]

When he took the bottle and was about to chug right from the bottle he found himself watching Live and pausing his motion as she spoke about his offer about the something else, and for some reason (and for some reason not funny to Lucas) she actually tried his accent with those words. Well, accent.. to Luke it was speaking normally but to have someone else use it who had close to no accent at all was.. well, slightly annoying. Almost like she was making fun of the way he spoke, but okay, she got a few freebies considering the things she mentioned that he'd done were way worse than laughing at side-effects or accents.

''Thanks fer remindin' me.'' He replied as he rubbed at the back of his head with his free hand. It didn't hurt, nor did he feel it, but the memory was still there and seeing as Live was human he would not forget it at all, her movement would be forever burned in his brain, sadly. Though it wouldn't be so sad if she did other things he could remember permanently, but he knew that was out of the question. Hell, she had caught his small advance and crushed it right then and there with more than valid reason. Well.. crushed it.. avoided it.

But luckily for Live right then Luke was one of those guys who knew when he owed someone and would actually repay. She had taken him in, after all, fed him and kind of clothed him in his moments of hangover, and that was something he should be able to pay back eventually, he felt. ''Today's yer lucky day, lass!'' He spoke as he got up from the seat and put the bottle back down in front of the girl. ''One dishwasher comin' right up!'' Maybe this all sounded a bit too eager, but Luke was just happy to be able to do something for her that didn't entail getting food or clothes or booze.

Speaking of which..

''Ya need this sweater back?'' Luke was about to move over to the sink, but right before he started his small trek he asked Live that question, and she should know by now he was fully capable of removing his clothing right then and there.