Operetta had been acting strange all day. As such, her words in the hallway had been in Lyric's head all day.
Come down to the catacombs during our free. Ah've got a surprise for ya...
Lyric thought about it for a bit, wondering if it had anything to do with Operetta's unusual behaviour. She recounted all of the out of the ordinary things Operetta had been doing to her today. In Dead languages, Operetta had winked at Lyric every single time Lyric looked over at her, in music theory, she was blowing kisses and waving shyly. In the creepateria, Operetta had climbed in behind her sister, lifted her into her into her lap and licked, kissed and nipped her way from her shoulder to her ear, into which she had whispered, "don't forget about our meeting little sis", all whilst hugging Lyric in a very...suggestive...way.
Robecca told her not to dwell on it, and Draculaura shied away from her when she told them about it.
"It's never a good sign when she says something like that," Draculaura said, "what ever you do, do not go into the catacombs unless you want to lose your virginity to your sister at thirteen years old!", at which statement Robecca had only nodded.
"Don't worry guys, she may be Operetta, but even she has limits. She's my sister, she won't hurt me or try anything like that. I hope..."