Simon(mumbling): We'll take the trail marked on your father's map...

She feels a tap on her shoulder. She quickly pauses her music and took off her headphones, turning back in her seat.

Simone: yeah?

She saw Liz happily looking at her.

Liz: Hey Mona! How ya doing?

Simon's mouth watered.

Simone: I'm alright. You?

Liz: I'm fantastic!!!

She said, rather cheerfully for someone who lost their brother recently.

Liz: I thought Baby would never get her shot on stage. So it's like a dream come true!

Simone gave a sharp smile.

Simone: Well, I'm glad you like it.

Her foot trembled.

Liz: Question.

Simone: yeah?

Liz: There's a few stages I haven't seen open yet. Did you know what's up with that?

Simone: Just attractions that need time to be completed

Her stomach growls.

Liz: Oh! You hungry?

She was starving.

Simone: I could eat.

She sands up, both of them walking to get some food. Simone couldn't help but notice how her friend smelled. She wasn't wearing perfume, no smell of soap or shampoo, just her. It was sweet, but at the same time rich like the smell you'd find at your extended families house. Simone couldn't place what exactly the cent was, but it was different. They reach the kitchen, both getting a slice of pizza from the cook. Meat lover of course. It was the easiest for her to stomach. She liked to put small bits of her "special ingredient" all over it so she could fill herself up with the least amount of stomach pains and not being wasteful. This stuff wasn't easy to get.

Liz: So Mona?

Simone looks at her friend.

Liz: I was wondering if you... needed help with character design? O-Or something?

Simone: Hm? Oh...

An idea popped into her head.

Simone: S-Sure. Wanna go back to my office?

Liz: Gladly!

They both began walking, Simone quickly finishing her slice as they go back inside of the office, Simone locking the door. She sat down in her seat, opening her laptop again.

Simone: Here, sit down. We can talk design.

Elizabeth glances around the room for a chair, finding none.

Liz: Umm... where should I sit?

She asked, tilting her head. Without a word, Simone spun around in her chair, sitting up streight and lightly patting her thigh. It took a moment, but Elizabeth's eyes went wide, her cheeks turning a bright cherry red.

Liz:Y-... Y-Y-Your... L-L-L-L-Lap...?

Simone: Yeah. Hehe. What's wrong? I don't bite... mostly~

Simone(thinking): So easy to manipulate.

Liz blushed harder, now realising that this was flirting.

Liz: O-O-Okay!

She quickly sat down. Both a blessing and a curse, Simone had rather large thighs. Not so stiff that it would be uncomfortable to sit on yet not too big that Liz would slip around as gravity did its job.

Simone: So~

Liz: e-eep!

Simone wrapped her arms around Elizabeth's stomach, lightly gripping her sides.

Liz: Y-You... a-a-are...

Simone(thinking): God. She's so desperate.

Simone pulls her closer, letting her chest press against the green eyed girl's back. The girl in question was practically smoking from embarrassment, her entire face now matching her cheeks.

Simone: Lizzy?~

Liz: Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-Yessssssss...?

Simone: Quick question. You seeing anyone?

It took a few seconds, but she got a response.

Liz(whisper):... no.

Simone: Wrong answer silly~ You are seeing someone!

Simone(thinking): Time to lock this in.

She moved her head to Lizzy's right shoulder, looking to the left and whispering into her ear.

Simone(whisper): It's me!~