(later than night) Emily, Davian, & OPEN
Emily was fully engrossed in deciding what snacks Ashton might like. Now if there had been a dead cow carcass on the table it would be easy but salty snacks…she had no idea. Because of her focus Davian was able to sneak up and her and make her jump at his words and motions causing the hand handling her punch to jerk causing it to spill partially on her dress and some on Davian. She gasped and turned in his arm,
“Davian, I’m so sorry, I got you all sticky! But you know what serves you right sneaking up on me like that,” she gave a little laugh and poked him in the chest,” she put the empty plate and not empty cup down on the table. A little blush came to her face as she remembered his greeting, “Thank you…for the compliment, you don’t clean up too bad yourself.” She went to untie the ties on her shoulders undoing them since having the wet fabric on her skin was really uncomfortable. She moved to fix it to still be around her waist and gave Davian a smile, “I knew I was smart when I chose to wear my swimsuit underneath just in case.”
Emily tried not to let her slight awkwardness at how intimate his greeting was bother her. Maybe it was just his way. Like it was her way to call everyone sweetie or honey…or dude. She grabbed one of the puffed Cheetos from the table and before popping it in her mouth said, “So…I’m guessing me pimping the dance to you worked since you’re here. You bring a date?”