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Dylan shrugged, he wasn't really watching it anyway. All he wanted was to cuddle with her. |
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(Sorry, had to help my cousin with schoolwork. She ain't doing it.) She glanced at him, and shut the TV off. "Hey..." She murmured. "I'm trying to help, Dyls. Let me in, please." |
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Dylan Montgomery - Dylan looked up at her. He wasn't ready to talk about it yet, it was too soon. "I can't talk about it yet... its too soon..." he said, voice barely audible. "Can you just distract me? Please?" |
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"Alright, love. What would you like to do? Movie, show?" She asked. "Games?" |
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Dylan Montgomery - Dylan looked up at her, thinking for a moment. "Games?" he asked. |
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"Of course." She nodded. She brought out several board games, including her horse ones. "Take your pick." |
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Dylan Montgomery - Dylan looked at the games, he didn't recognize most, but the ones he did, he hadn't played in ages. "Which ones your favorite?" |
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"I like Horse-o-Poly, it's essentially the horse version of Monopoly. I also like Herd Your Horses." She stated. "And the Titanic version of Monopoly, Titanic-Opoly." |
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Dylan looked over the games she pointed out. He shrugged "I'm good with whatever, I've never played any of these," |
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Later that night, around 11:30 PM, Lilith was sound asleep, cuddling Dylan, holding him in her arms. |
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Chilly and Clear with Dropping Temps
