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Leah: She smiled, waving her free hand dismissively. "I wouldn't. Not entirely, at least, so I'm just judging according to my own assumptions. It's great." She shrugged nonchalantly, taking another sip of her drink. Rolling her eyes at him, she returned the kiss gently once his lips were pressed to hers. "Well, excuse you, I tried. Mm, true though. But we don't tell people that." A small laughed escaped her lips as she spoke, still brushing her lips against his. "In my defense, you teased me."

Leah: She laughed softly at his reply, nodding her head slowly. "That is true." The girl agreed, moving one hand through her hair as she looked at the TV and took a sip from her soda. When she noticed him moving closer, she eventually did the same, leaning against his arm. "You most certainly are not." Leah shook her head, huffing a chuckle. She scrunched up her nose, her gaze meeting his when he mentioned the night when they were together, a playful smile tugging at her lips. Even though she seemed unable to keep herself from sighing, Leah still shrugged softly, smiling up at him. "No, all innocent. I have no idea what you are talking about."

Leah: A light laugh fell from her lips as she narrowed her eyes at him, tilting her head to the side. Leah considered his challenge, feeling slightly amused by it; he definitely didn't make it hard for her to concede. Setting her plate aside for a second, she shifted closer to him, cupping his cheek in her hand. She leaned in, pressing her lips to his softly with a smile. "I wouldn't keep you away from your food after all that work you had in the kitchen." She mumbled, "Yep, Awkward is just fine." Leah whispered against his lips, before quickly pulling back and returning to her place. Laughing loudly, she shook her head. "Well excuse you, that wouldn't be that surprising." She teased, sticking her tongue out. "I'm too innocent for porn, shhh."

Leah: The girl raised her eyebrows, giving him a playful look. "I'll make sure to write a letter, letting everyone know you're the one to blame for what happened, considering you drag me into this." She laughed lightly, flicking her hair over her shoulder. Watching him eat his taco, she couldn't help but laughy again, quickly realizing that she seemed to do that a lot around him. "Because clearly they don't have that genius ideas of yours." She wrinkled her nose, motioning for him to follow her after taking her taco and drink. "Why? Do you have the need to feel entertained while you eat, Summers?" She asked Eric, looking at him over her shoulder as they entered the living room. Leah plopped down on the couch, before grabbing the remote from the coffee table, holding it out to him. "Surprise me." She teased, taking a sip of her soda.

Leah: Feeling some kind of comfort, she leaned back lazily, resting the back of her head against his shoulder. An amused sound escaped her lips as she continued to let him guide her hand, watching the meat finish cooking. "It's cute how you think I will do this on my own, because I'm pretty sure I will forget about something like... The meat, in the process." Leah started to laugh, shaking her head at her own words. Shifting slightly so she could watch him, the girl nodded in agreement, grabbing one of the tacos and taking a small bite. She held the silence for a moment, finding as he tasted it that she wasn't as surprised as before by his skills in the kitchen. "Mm! It's really good." She nodded, after chewing her food. "I like it."

Leah: Never forget. Besides drinking like a little shit? Nothing, really.

Leah: Nothing, I just wanted to remind you of it.

Leah: Remember when you ran around naked and tripped? Me too.

Leah: She rolled her eyes with a laugh, listening to him as he explained. "Alright, I guess." Pursing her lips, she realized that if she tried to do it on her own, something would probably slip her mind, but she decided not to let that out. Laughing at her own thoughts, she took the spatula from him, shifting slightly so she could watch the meat cook. Aware of the proximity, her eyebrows furrowed in surprise when she felt him right behind her, but she still let him guide the movements of her hand. Pressing her lips together, she looked at Eric over her shoulder with a small smile, watching him for a moment before speaking up. "Did you lie to me? You're actually good at this."

Leah: The girl chuckled, rolling her eyes. "I guess I can do that, yes." She nodded, winking at him playfully. When Eric told her she had done good, Leah couldn't help but to feel proud somehow, considering the recurrent disaster she was in anything cooking related. "Thank you, thank you." A soft giggle escaped her lips, as she turned around, reaching over to grab a pan and setting it on the oven. She put the meat on the pan, looking over at him with a hint of curiosity. "Yes, do. --How did you learn how to do this, anyway?" She asked, tilting her head to the side.

Leah: She shrugged, smiling playfully at him. "That doesn't mean I trust your skills. For all I know, you could have done cooked a few things and be awful." She chuckled, sticking her tongue out. As she listened to him talk, she Leah walked to over to where he had put the ingredients, nodding her head at his question. "I guess so. --Move." She said, biting her lip. Bumping her hips against Eric's to move him out of the way, she let out a low laugh. Leah made sure to focus on his previous instructions, adding the seasoning in small amounts, her eyes drifting to his once she thought it was enough. "Are we good or did I just mess up?" She laughed, wrinkling her nose with amusement.

Leah: And just like that, he surprised her; Not that she expected a negative answer to her proposition, but she definitely wasn't counting on him knowing what to do so quickly. Maybe it was just her and her awful lack of coordination when it came to anything related to cooking. She laughed, raising her eyebrows curiously as she watched him, hopping off the counter to go wash her hands. "Wow, you actually know what to do." Leah grinned, nodding her head in approval. "A master? Oh my, so much I don't know." Turning on the oven, she glanced over at him with her eyes narrowed. Holding in a laugh, she shifted her gaze to the dogs, winking. "Please, feel free to attack him if I die after this meal, okay? Let's not trust the master just yet."

Leah: The girl rolled her eyes playfully, shaking her head. "I know, it's alluring. Not everyone can handle those kind of chips." She widened her eyes dramatically, letting out a laugh. His reaction made her somehow curious and she shifted comfortably, tilting her head to the side. "Do I need to remind you the one job you had and failed? Because I will." She told him, setting her root beer on the counter and crossing her arms over her chest, her eyes lingering on his. "Fine. I guess you're right, mostly." She waved her hand dismissively, huffing a soft soft chuckle. "The thing is, I'm not a great cook," She admitted, pushing his arm lightly. "so the only way we're going to eat something is if you help me. We can look something up and give it a try. Good?" She asked, biting her lip.