Social cues might not be April’s strong suit, but she definitely knew by now that this was not a conversation they should even be having right now, not when they didn’t even have a label for whatever it was they were. But it was too late to take back what she had said, and there was no point in stressing over it. “Lucas probably wouldn’t,” she agreed with a small smile. “I’m not against the other option either, granted I think it might be really early to be talking about it….don’t you?” Spontaneous things were kind of her M.O., but moving in together was one of those things she was certain shouldn’t just be done – it should be talked about, right?
A part of her really wished this could all be made easier on Dillon, that Lucas would just accept him and stop being…well, Lucas. April knew that wasn’t likely to happen, at least not at the rate she wanted it to, though. “I’m sorry,” she murmured, wishing she had something better to say in response – but she didn’t. “He will, and if he doesn’t I’ll make him get over it.” April was partly joking, though she would have a conversation with Lucas at some point if the whole cold-shoulder thing towards Dillon continued.
“Uh-huh,” she confirmed with a smirk. “No, a pod person would be a really bad thing, ‘cause you know it wouldn’t be me, and I like being me,” her train of thought may be hard to follow, though she knew if anyone would understand what she was saying, it would be Dillon. “Especially since I balance you out well.” Which was kind of odd to say, because before Dillon the only other person she felt truly balanced with was Lucas. “If they want to yell at us I can always try sad puppy eyes on them, it always worked on my aunt’s boyfriend.” Jason had been a giant pushover though, and she found she missed her stand-in parents a lot lately – both Aunt Anna and Jason. “I like that you’re so formal, you remind me of all the male leads in classic novels.” In April terms that was definitely a compliment.
Once the cooking was finished and they had made their way up to the roof of the building, April sat down for a brief moment to rest her knee. It was kind of screaming at her because of all the movement, but in her mind it was worth it to get out and do something with Dillon. “I totally talked to mother nature and made sure she gave us a perfect night,” April joked, grinning brightly as she began to fiddle with the mini-telescope after Dillon asked her to find some constellations. “This is just a test to see if I can find any, isn’t it?”