"Bye, mom!"
Jill's mother left her at Haar's house, leaving the issue of getting settled in to Jill and Haar. Thankfully, Jill's mother's story about her first time was lost to a story about the quality of jeans, due to a button getting stuck on her first time. Jill was thankful for her mother's short attention span, though she still knew more about her parent's sex life than she ever wanted.
Haar walked her into his house. It was a two story house in an urban area, like you see in every generic Disney sitcom. She had expected his house to be filthy, but it was surprisingly clean. He offered her some lemonade, so they were drinking before dealing with unpacking. Haar tired to make a conversation, but her previous conversation with her mother left her a little… out of it.
Haar seemed to notice, "Are you okay, Jill?"
"Oh my god, he's worried about me!" Jill thought to herself. She quickly snapped out of it. The only thing she hated about Haar was how she acted around him. Was it normal for her usual energetic self to turn into a fan girl-like basket case?
"Jill?"
Haar brought her back to life, "Um… yeah, I'm fine. Just had an… interesting conversation with my mother."
Haar lifted his eyebrow, "About what?"
Jill gulped, "Her first time having sex."
Haar kindly stopped himself from bursting out laughing, despite the fact he was doing so in his head. Haar looked his usual stone faced self, but the tone of his voice gave him away, "Wow. Want me to pick up the brain bleach? I hear it really makes you forget things."
Jill decided to play along, "Didn't the FDA pull that for health issues?"
"So a few dozen people lost their minds entirely. Who doesn't love a little risk?"
Jill started laughing, and Haar joined in as well. Unfortunately, Jill lost her grip on her lemonade, causing the glass to shatter, leaving a huge mess.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!"
"Don't worry about it, things happen. Get me a towel from the closet, would ya?"
"Sure." She went towards the closet, but all of a sudden Haar yelled out:
"Wait! Never mind! Don't-"
But it was too late. All kinds of junk fell on top of Jill, causing her to fall to the floor.
She looked at Haar with a smug grin, "Haar?"
Though his face held its usual look, his tone and refusal to make eye contact showed how he was really feeling, "Yes?"
"You didn't, say, oh, I don't know, make like a little kid and clean your house by stuffing everything in your closet, did you?"
"…N…No…."
She glared at him.
"Yes…"
Their laughter could be heard all across the street.
