more than expected; closed.

@ Divergent

Lennon shrugged and laughed, "Yeah really." He got settled on the couch and tried paying attention to the screen. The entire movie watching thing proved to be difficult for Lennon. Throughout the entire beginning of the movie he kept glancing over at Gretchen, watching her reactions. He smiled whenever she smiled and laughed whenever she laughed. It probably made him look ridiculous, maybe even a little creepy, but he didn't care. The voice in the back of his head kept repeating how pretty Gretchen actually was. Of course, he had noticed the minute he met her that she was a very attractive girl, but this close she seemed even more. Lennon licked his lips and continued trying to watch the movie.

Gretchen watched as the movie ended then stood up and took the movie out. She looked over at the clock, "We should probably start dinner. Anything you want?" She asked as she put the disk in it's case. She put it in the tv stand then stood up. She looked at him, noticing that he was staring at her but she didn't say anything. Maybe she could play this off and get what she wanted.

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@ Divergent

Lennon was almost relieved when Gretchen got up and took the movie out. "Pizza?" he said with a shrug. He wasn't a picky eater and nothing really sounded amazing, so something easy sounded like the way to go. He got up from the couch and walked to the kitchen, grabbing a soda from the fridge.

Gretchen thought for a moment, "You ever had pizza made from scratch" She asked him as she walked into the kitchen. She thought cooking was a lot of fun. "It would be way better than eating that crap they deliver." She said as she stood on her tiptoes to look in the cabinet. She wanted to make sure they had the stuff.

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@ Divergent

Lennon made a face. "What's wrong with carryout?" Lennon could easily live on carryout foods. "But no, mom never really made anything from scratch," he set his soda down and walked over to the cabinet, grabbing the sauce that Gretchen seemed too short to reach. He set it down on the counter. "Do I get to help or am I just the taste tester?" He asked with laugh.

Gretchen looked at him, "Carryout is gross." She said. She took the sauce from him, "You can help if you want." She said as she got the stuff to make the dough. Gretchen bit her bottom lip lightly as she started on it.

@ typhlophile

@ Divergent

"Okay.." Lennon stood semi-awkwardly by the counter. Gretchen has said he could help but hadn't told him what to do. He sighed and sat down at the island, just settling for watching her cook instead. It wasn't that bad an alternative since Lennon found himself watching Gretchen all the time anyway.

Once Gretchen finished cooking she put the plate in front of him. She sat down next to him and started to eat her food. She really didn't know what to say to Lennon at the moment.

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