18 Apocalypse Ave, Saturday Night

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

Elle unpacked and decorated the attic room until it felt like a space she was comfortable in. She stowed the suitcases in the closet, had all her clothes hung and shoes racked, and went downstairs to bake a batch of cookies.

With cookies and soda and James White's The Legal Imagination: Studies in the Nature of Legal Thought and Expression, she sprawled out on the porch and waited for passers by or word of a party.

"You know, Bruiser, not enough people take identity politics into consideration in court, but if you act like a criminal or look like one? You're really not going to have a fair trial." she said to the dog at her feet. He looked at her with an expression of //Elle, do you have the faintest idea what you're talking about?//

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[conathon.livejournal.com]

Usually, chatty girls like this would piss him off and send him running the other direction but she was too cute to pass up.

"I think so too." a smile, "And I'll pay. It's a man's duty, afterall." snagging another cookie.

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

She smiled wide, "It's nice to meet someone who knows the rules about girls. Ok, Sawyer. Dinner, you pay. It'll be super!"

[conathon.livejournal.com]

"You know. These cookies are really good. Can I take some to the dorms with me when I go?" He liked stuffing his face with pointless food, it's not like it altered his body form much anyways. A little work out will fix that.

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

"Sure!" she replied and blinked, "In fact, if you give me just a second," she said as she hurried inside, returning moments later with a pink, sparkly gift bag which she proceeded to fill. "I can always make more for Ted dude."

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Sawyer smirked as he took the bag from her, it was very..pink but he could deal with it

"Oh! Have you decided what day you'd like to go out?" he arches a brow at her with a small dimpled smirk.

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

"Since you've asked me after Wednesday it's going to have to wait til next Friday because that's the rules and if a girl doesn't adhere to them then she gets a reputation." she smiled sweetly, "Will that be ok with you?"

[conathon.livejournal.com]

"Fine with me, sugar." he says as he walks off the porch, "Hope to see you before then." holding the pink gift bag tightly.

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

She blinked as he walked away, her jaw dropping a little.

Sugar?!?!

Oh dear.

[conathon.livejournal.com]

It was just a nickname! Ever heard of Southern hospitality or something?

Sawyer happily made his way back to the school. He never looked so happy with a pink bag before.