"Well something smells nice," Clive noted aloud as he re-joined his friend in the kitchen.
"Thanks, I'm a way better cook than I used to be," Flora replied, a hint of pride in her smile, "I was right about those pyjamas, they're massive on you."
"They're not that bad," he protested, "just... Kinda oversized."
"Aaaaaaaaaand Understatement of the year award goes to the wonderful Clive Dove in his tent-like T-shirt and parachute pants. I could fit in there with you!" The girl laughed, showering him with sarcastic applause.
"Prove it," the lad flashed her a cheeky grin, pulling the material over her head. She squirmed and squealed as she fought to escape, giggling as her head ended up next to his through the neck hole.
"Well what do you know, we do both fit," he chuckled, pausing for thought, "I can imagine this would be good for cuddling."
"Wanna test it?" Flora cocked her head quizzically, and Clive's heart thumped a little harder in his chest, "sure."
He snaked his arms around her waist, pulling her in close. She stopped wriggling to hug him back, and they stood like that for a while. Flora eventually freed herself to tend to dinner, and Clive slipped into a seat at the table.
"Grub's up," she smiled, handing him a plate of food and setting her own down in front of her. "I promise it won't poison you, I have improved a lot."
And improved she had.
"Wow Flora, this is amazing," he smiled, mouth full of food.
"I'm glad you like it," she beamed, "there's quite a bit left over so you just make sure to help yourself. I'm just gonna go change the sheets and bring my duvet down for the sofa. Guest gets the bed."
"No, I'd rather have the chair," he shook his head, "I really couldn't let you do that for me. I feel bad for leeching shelter off you in the first place."
"Clive, I wouldn't have let you sleep out in this regardless of what you wanted," she laughed, "but maybe I will let you have the sofa tonight, and I'll change the bed sheets tomorrow."
"It's ok, I like sofas," his smile returned as he took another bite of chicken, "thank you."
"No problem at all," Flora replied, ruffling his hair as she walked past.