She was wearing an oversized baseball tee with a pair of denim shorts, her hair in a messy bun. She looked straight into his blue, his bright blue crystal eyes and he could smell the vanilla scented perfume wafting from her skin. Somewhere in that moment, though she didn't know it yet, she fell in love.
"Good to know we'll be getting along then, wouldn't wanna be on your bad side, knife girl." Cato teased, poking her side.
"Oh," Clove laughed, shaking her head, "That was a long time ago, I mean I was twelve...I promise I'm not that mean anymore." She winks at him quickly before getting up, walking around sort of randomly.
"So Clo, there's a party tonight?" She asked, "Reagan Renalds said something about a a beach.."
Clove nods, only half paying attention, "Beer, Beach and Bonfire. That's the name of the party. Because suddenly parties are equivilant to pets and children and need names." She shrugged. "You coming blondie?"
Cato nodded, laying back and pulling out his phone, "My schedule's free. I'll be there."
Marvel pulled Glimmer into his lap, kissing the side of her head. "Drunk sex. Awesome."
Glimmer scoffed and shook her head, "Oh hell no. It's that time of the month, you ain't gettin' nothing babe." She laughed as Marvel's jaw dropped and he cursed under his breath.
Cato chucked and shook his head.
"Hey look, it's me." Clove said with a laugh, holding up the poster.
Cato's face turned bright red, "Gimme that." He said, grabbing it. "That's not mine... no."