-1Wednesday Afternoon
DuGrey Mansion
Rory sat tailor style in the middle of Tristan's bed watching as he coxed his newest pet into wearing a small band of elastic with a tiny bell attached to it, around it's neck.
Looking over his shoulder at her he flashed her a smile, "I'm letting him go into the walls tonight in the vent near the baseboards outside my parents room. I won't be getting much sleep since I have to be up so early to get him back before anybody else is awake though." he explained.
"Then I really should be getting home." Rory tried to reason with him, " So you can catch a nap."
"I can sleep just as well with you here if I want to...as long as you move over a bit. Otherwise you'd become my new pillow." he told her and wiggled his eyebrows up and down.
She knew she wasn't getting out of this talk that he had insisted on them having after school but she had to try. She opened her mouth to pick a fight with him allowing her to flounce out of the room in a huff and make a run for it. She then noticed his smirk and another escape plan failed to make it off the board, it joined jumping from his moving car in the trash bin in her mind.
"No go?" she sighed resigned, he knew what she had been about to try, she just knew it.
"No go." He answered and let Binky go before standing up and making his way towards the bed.
His Rory had been depressed all day and he was going to fix it. She was going to hear some hard truths but in the end maybe next week would go better for her, if she would just listen.
Rory knew his TALK was coming and if she couldn't stop him she was damn sure going to try and stall. "You never did ask me about my book." she threw out. The surprised look on his face made her grin smugly.
"I uh, um." he stammered, "Just, uh figured that either you would tell me about it or I could just buy a copy."
Tristan watched as Rory shot him an annoyed look because of his come back, "I hit Finn yesterday." she told him proudly.
He didn't even raise an eyebrow at that one, "Did he deserve it?" he countered.
"Yeah. I think he did." Rory shrugged unashamed.
"Then I'm good with it." he grinned and made a motion with his hand for her to keep them coming after his first little stumble her was more than ready for her.
She decided against another pathetic attempt at a verbal distraction she threw one of his pillows at him in annouyance. "You suck!" Rory complained having run out of any good things to use, she was sure he didn't want to hear about her dad's ex girlfiend Lulu trying to sue him for support for the pillow.
Ducking the pillow Tristan dove onto the bed and knock Rory backwards she looked up at him unamused.
"Rory, you need to let it go sweetheart." Tristan smiled encouragingly down at her, he shifted around slightly until he could lay his head on her stomach.
"But, but it ended so soon." Rory whined and looked away not wanting to see him laughing at her.
"Ror, it the nature of the business, these things happen." Tristan tried to reason with her and not laugh out loud at the same time, "Besides he had to lose someday."
"It's just not fair, just because he was an idiot I lost that bet with my mom. So I now have to design my own family of Sims and tell her how they do." Rory grumbled.
Raising his head up he looked at her weirdly, "Rory you and Lorelai actually bet on a professional wrestling match? You DO know that it's fake, right?"
Rory glared and refused to say another word to him. Binky peering out of the closet decided he was lonely in there, bound out of it and leaped onto the bed with a grace that only squirrels posses. Tristan and he were in agreement that Rory was comfortable enough to use as a pillow for an afternoon nap. "I hate my life." she groaned and swatted Binky's tail out of her face. "But you love us." Tristan muttered as he drifted off.
