Carys was staring at the smoke hanging around her room, when Soar and Angel burst in. She looked up, smiled lopsidedly and waved "Hi!"
Soar's eyes raked across Carys' bed suspiciously. She had a pouch of tobacco, a few papers lying around, with a full packet near by, and of course...a sizeable amount of marijuana. Soar had never minded Carys smoking the stuff; Angel however was only just getting used to it. No one dared ask where she got it; both Soar and Angel worked within the police and law, and Soar was sure that the police department was how she got her hands on the stuff.
"Hi..." Angel muttered, scrunching her nose up at the heavy smoke. Carys just grinned towards Angel's obvious discomfort and took another long drag on her joint.
"Welcome to my humble abode , mi amigos, how may I help you?" Carys smiled and sat up straight, looking at her two best friends. Soar produced a posh looking letter and gave it to her friend, whilst Carys laid her smoke in the ashtray, and looked over the letter excitedly.
"It's from Wammy's." Soar watched her friend carefully, before glancing at Angel "It's from Quillish himself."
Carys was busy tearing open the envelope and reading the letter. Her eyes widened and a huge grin split across her face as she read "No way! I've been awarded my letter for my services during the Yotsuba case! Oh my god, this is awesome! Apparently my hacking, undercover work and my logical thinking during the Yotsuba case was that good! I'm finally gonna be C!"
Both Angel and Soar grinned and jumped onto her and hugged her. Both had already earned theirs, and were overjoyed Carys had finally earned her own.
"Well done Car!"
"I knew you could, Car! I'm so proud of you!"
"Hang on." Carys stopped "It says here there's two people being presented with letters. Me...and another...I can only remember you guys, L and Near from the orphanage, no one else. Not even this Mello dude you guys always go on about? Is that the guy who was with Matt? I don't know. Anyway, how dare someone else be awarded alongside me! That's totally supposed to be MY night!"
"You'll never change, will you?" Angel giggled, and Carys shook her head, pouting.
" Well! It's not fair! It's my letter ceremony! No one elses!" she sighed, shaking her head "Quillish needs his ass kicked..."
"Are you going to tell Matt?" Soar asked, looking at Carys carefully. Carys looked up, smiled, then snorted,
"Fuck no. He wouldn't understand. I'm a genius, apparently, and I was brought up in a genius farm. He doesn't need to know that." Soar went to protest, but Angel shook her head. Carys was really too stoned, and she'd argue back. She'd remember Matt from Wammy's eventually, and Angel supposed that Carys' memory loss was probably worsened by that damn marijuana.
When Angel looked up, Carys was busy rolling herself another, and with that, she and Soar left the room.
Meanwhile, on the other side of town, Matt looked up at Mello, letter in his hand "They're giving me my letter, apparently someone else is getting theirs too."
"That's good," Mello half smiled "you gonna tell lover girl?"
"No," Matt said, stuffing the letter into the kitchen drawer, and walking towards the door, his car keys in his hand "I'm going to see her. Not a word about that, and I mean it. No one needs to know about that."
The blonde rolled his eyes, knowing why Matt was probably headed over there, other than to see her "Whatever you say, dickhead, and the pizza is in the fridge. And be careful, for fucks sake."
"Yeah, yeah," Matt snickered as he walked out of the door "Goodbye, Mello."
And with that, Matt was gone with the bang of the door and roar of the car's engine down the quiet road. Mello sighed, and shook his head, before heading back upstairs and into his bedroom.
It didn't really take long for Matt to arrive at the girls' shared house near the centre of Winchester, and as he parked his red Ford and jumped out, locking it behind him, he felt a little nervous walking up to the door and took a deep breath before knocking.
It was Soar who answered "Hi, Matt. She's up in her room, just go on up."
"Thanks," he smiled, heading upstairs and knocking on her bedroom door.
"Come in," she giggled, obviously under the influence, and Matt followed her in, waving away the smoke in front of him "I didn't realise you were coming over, so I was smoking."
"Got any left?" Matt asked, half-curious as he sat down on her bed. Carys nodded, rolling her eyes, holding up the not-so-small bag. A huge grin split across Matt's face as he picked up the Playstation controller "Baked, then I'll take us to McDonalds?"
"That sounds awesome." Carys nodded in agreement, sticking three cigarette papers together for her deck "You could always just crash here too."
"Plan." Matt agreed, nodding.
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Needless to say, McDonalds didn't happen. They both lay back on her bed, staring up at the ceiling, hands touching slightly. Matt turned his head to her, and smiling slightly. They'd been seeing each other for a few weeks now, and Matt was now certain that she was a keeper.
That, and he'd grown quite attached to her.
"Hey...umm..."He wasn't sure how to start, and he was slurring his speech a little "I just...I'm no good with this shit..."
She looked back at him, amusement dancing in her eyes, and her eyebrow was raised "With what, exactly?"
"Well...y'know...I really like yeh..." his accent was thicker, with embarrassment or shyness, perhaps, but she blushed. It was too damn cute! "An' I just wondered what we were..."
"Are you asking me out?" she sat up, a smirk playing on her lips, as he too sat up, nodding his head and turning a shade of red "Well in that case, I say yes. I'll be your girlfriend."
Matt's head jerked up, and he had a smile on his face "Really!"
"Yes, idiot," she giggled, shaking her head. Matt edged closer and pulled her ontop of him, kissing her deeply.
Winning.
