Nodding her head in agreement, April kind of thought there wasn’t much point in continuing to focus on the depressing aspect of their conversation, after all weren’t most other things in their lives depressing enough? Or at least the whole ‘avoiding being eaten by zombies’ part of it was. Smiling slightly, she glanced at Maddie’s hair when the other girl indicated she liked change. “You do sort of have this revolving door of hair colors,” she remarked honestly. “Why is that?” It wasn’t asking judgmentally, but more out of curiosity.
“Of course you do, skilled makes it sound better.” She answered matter of factly, though the faint smile appearing on her features would clue a person into how April truly felt.
Laughing slightly, April took on a serious expression. “You say that now, but just wait until you miss something truly important,” she paused a beat. “Something not entirely superficial like whether or not I’ve got fifty/fifty vision.”
“Right, how could I forget about that fact,” she replied, almost as if it was unthinkable that she wouldn’t know that. “I mean who doesn’t want to look like they’re going half blind by poking holes in the wall.” April nodded her head in agreement when Maddie continued that she thought it was a rooting for the underdog kind of thing. “That makes sense, I suppose.” DJ’s sister was actually smarter than April thought people gave her credit for, but she didn’t voice that thought for fear of how Maddie might take it.
Well, that made two of them, then. “Me either,” April admitted with a laugh. “I’m sure it has a reason, but we could always just make up or own scoring?”