some call me cynical. i call it cyndical.

“Perfecto.” Brody went an picked up the girl, waking her up to eat. “I can’t say I made it because I obviously picked it up, but it does smell great.”

Cynder opened one of the cupboards to grab the plates. “Where did you get it from? I’m gonna have to go again if it tastes as good as it smells.”

“That really is a waste of money, you could buy pot with it.”

“Very true.”

“Nah, that’s too cheesy.”

“Good ‘cause I really didn’t wanna waste my money anyway.”

“That’s what I’m here for.”

“Shall I get you a ‘brother of the year’ ribbon?”

“Then I won’t close the club down and just have a bunch of strangers celebrate with you. Same thing.”

“Great solution.”

“Sounds good, I’ll close the club that night and you can invite all of your friends.”

“Minor problem; I don’t really have friends.”

River nodded, quickly digging out the pack from the girls backpack. Once she had one, she moved to lock the door; placing the trash bin in front of it just in case. “Thank you. Now, I highly doubt anyone is getting in here.” she said with a shrug. “I used to sneak in here to smoke joints in between classes last year.” she told the other as she pulled out her own lighter, lighting the cigarette between her lips.

Cynder watched the girl maneuver around. “I should have thought of that.” She mumbled as the girl locked the door and moved the trash. “I didn’t think anyone even used this bathroom. No one’s ever in here.” She shrugged, bringing the cigarette back to her lips. 

“not responsible, but boring. loosen up some, sis. yolo!”

“Eh.”

“I do actually.” Brody grinned, setting a bag down on the kitchen counter. “I hope you like Italian.” He stated opening up the bag and taking out containers of pastas and bread. 

“I love Italian.” Cynder smiled, gently moving the young girl off her lap before walking towards the kitchen counter. “That smells amazing.”

“Grand.” Brody grinned. “I could hug you right now.” He dug the keys out of his back pocket and handed them to her. “I’m in the penthouse of this building.” He pointed behind him. “The fridge and cabinets are fully stocked. Remote for the TV is pretty easy. Cecelia shouldn’t wake up, if she does just tell her I’ll be back quickly and I will. It shouldn’t be more than an hour. I’m so sorry to do this to you. I’m a real tool.”

Cynder took the keys, nodding along as he spoke. “Got it. I’ll take care of her, don’t worry about it. You go to work, I got this.” She smiled.

“Then what do you not like? Or feel indifferent to?”

“I don’t know. It’s just a feeling I guess.”

“Oi, ‘Lo, brilliant I’m running into you. Is there anyway that you think you could watch Cecelia for an hour? I have this thing for work and I can usually bring her but she’s a little sick right now and I don’t want to wake her up.”

“Um, I guess I could watch her.”

“Just because we’re having fun doesn’t mean we’re being reckless.. We are grownups.”

“I never said you were reckless.”