She looked at him and raised a brow. Really, she wasn't in the mood to deal with Lindsey's playful antics. Usually she'd be all for it and probably take the time to tease Eliot, but sadly for Lindsey she had a case of the serious.
"Well, I don't know. Considering Eliot cooks for me, has my back no matter what, and oh yeah, he sleeps in the same bed as I do. Eliot's my favorite. Sorry Linds."
She shot an almost genuine grin towards Lindsey. It was the closest thing she had felt to happy, even though he was bugging her a little bit. Living with him was going to be pretty interesting. She could already tell.
She tried to direct her thoughts towards Lindsey and rolled her eyes.
That was pathetic, by the way.
She placed the fork on the plate and opened up the fridge, pulling out the coke. Then she quietly walked to the stairs after Eliot. When she reached the top of them she shook her head.