The following morning was anything but calm for Lance. He'd barely gotten any sleep, still worrying if he and Shiro could pull this off for an entire month. He'd still had a few classes to attend that morning, feeling exhausted already. He reluctantly got out of bed, going to change and leave. Shiro had spent his morning cleaning up the guest room for Lance's parents, making breakfast when Lance came out of the room. Shiro glanced up, smiling at him. "I see you got no sleep."
"Yeah, well it's hard to sleep when you're worring yourself all night." He mumbled, yawning.
"It'll be fine, Lance. It shouldn't be that hard to pull this off. It's just like acting like friends, right? Just...more intimate."
"Yeah...I guess." He grabbed his bag, walking to the door. "I'll see you in a few hours." And with that he left, Shiro finishing up his breakfast and going off to classes.
Lance spend his day trying to come up with believable lies to anything his parents might ask. It wouldn't be hard for him to answer, it was having Shiro remember everything he'd just thought up. When he'd gotten home, he'd written up all the answers, leaving the note on the kitchen counter while he went to finish cleaning up the house. Thankfully he and Shiro lived off campus, so they wouldn't run into anyone that wasn't aware of their plan.
Shiro came home a little while later, going to put his bag in his room. He grabbed the note on the way, reading over it. He chuckled, quickly memorizing it and tossing it on the bed with his bag. He walked out of his room as Lance finished the guest room, smiling to him. "You realize we'll have to share a room to make this more believable."
"Well...yeah...I just...well...what are we gonna tell them about...the empty room?" Lance asked, not having that over.
"We could always ask Allura to live with us for the next month. Or Hunk. They're the most reliable. At least I think so." He stated, leaning back against the wall, crossing his arms.
"Right..." Lance nodded, checking his phone for the time. "Let's ask Allura, I don't wanna have to involve Hunk. She already knows anyway...and helped me come up with some of the backstory." Lance added, going into the kitchen to see what they could make for dinner.
"And which room is she going to stay in? I would say she could stay in mine, but my bed is far bigger. Would fit two people." Shiro told him, following after him. Lance groaned, turning to face him.
"We could fit in mine if we tried. I don't want her to go through my stuff."
"I'd love to agree Lance, but you don't have nearly enough room for the both of us." Shiro stated, leaning back into the kitchen counter. "So I would suggest hiding anything she might mess with, or trust that she'll leave it alone."
"Fine." Lance agreed reluctantly. "Maybe Allura can make dinner while we get them." He said, pulling his phone out to call her and walking to his room.