"Not yet, but I do feel hopeful," Pree replied, matching Dieter's smile and light tone. The past couple of days couldn't be completely dismissed, but that didn't mean they had to wallow in past events.
Pree had meant for Dieter to sit by him; the cheeky sprawl he was confronted with instead prompted a fond look and an entirely half-hearted clucking. "At least you took off your shoes first. My roommate is a stickler," he lied and took back the bottle when Dieter handed it over. "I'd say there's nothing stopping you from trying to open the locked doors, but... Reading is probably safer. Anything good?"
As he spoke, Pree stoppered the bottle and set it aside, then spread out the nail polish options on the bed. "I should have asked if you have a favorite color, but it's not as if I can go down and procure it for us. Next time, maybe? Hm. How do you feel about cyan?"