The moment his phone buzzed on the nearby counter Arryk moved to pick it up, toothbrush still in his mouth. "What the hell?" He asked out loud seeing that his location which was currently at home had been sent straight to Cygnet. "Hey did you...???" He started to call after Erryk, mouth still full of toothbrush and toothpaste. All he got was a loud bit of laughter and a "TAKE THAT SUCKER!!" Ok yeah he deserved that one.... Considering he'd put toothpaste in the whipped cream this morning and Erryk had actually thrown up. He snickered at the thought.
Arryk back to Cygnet.
[UM Not on purpose. Oops. Was in the shower and my brothers a cock holed ding twat π€£]
Cygnet nodded to herself at Arryk's return message. He had an interesting way of speaking, younger than his age, yet enjoyable, nonetheless.
[Good to know. Should I come over anyway? I have an extra batch of meat pies.]
[As long as you didn't use the Lovett recipe to make those. π€£]
He sent back with a bit of a chuckle. Yeah he couldn't help that one. Definitely didn't help she would probably make a convincing Mrs. Lovett with both the way she looked and how actually odd she was. Dropping the phone again he went back running product into his dreads and being his normal conceited self, spending way to long in front of the mirror.
[You're supposed to remove the brain and spinal cord first to prevent the human analog to mad cow disease. I don't have the patience. I used regular pig, not long.]
But it was an invitation. Cygnet slipped on a red lace-front skater dress that flattered her hourglass, packed up the "extra" batch she'd made (in reality, the only batch) and put it in the passenger seat of her Pathfinder, then drove to the pin. She knocked jauntily on the door and stood back.
He stared at that message for a long minute before shaking his head. Fucking freak.... Fucking HOT freak. This was definitely one for the records that was for sure. Pulling his hair up he threw some product into his beard before finally heading out into the living area where he ended up waiting zoned out on a car racing game on his Xbox. So much so he'd almost missed the knock at the door had he not seen Nickels go darting rather suddenly under the table FROM over by the door.
"You sneaky bitch is that my god damn shoes laces!!!?" He snapped after the ferret before rolling his eyes. Tossing the controller he moved to get up deciding that hadn't been the noise in his headset but a knock that had just scared the little shit out of trying to steal another shoelace from what it looked like.
Kicking the shoes away from the door he moved to pull the door open and cracked a bit of a smirk. "Hey darlin took you long enough. Thought you weren't comin" He teased her a bit flirtatiously as he waited for her to come in, definitely eyeing her over before moving to shut the door. Damn maybe he should have put on more than sweats. Oh well, it wasn't like they were going anywhere.
"If I had a dime for every time I heard that, I would... have zero dimes," Cygnet deadpanned. With how generally awkward she was, it wasn't like she had a sex life to speak of. She did manage a smile at him as she moved inside, glancing over his body appreciatively when she thought he wasn't looking. "Where does the food go?" she asked.
Arryk rose a single eyebrow at her as she went saying that. Yeah he definitely didn't believe that. She was hot as fuck whether she was weird or not. Surely he couldn't be the only guy who'd ever thought that. Still he didn't comment and moved to shut the door before moving after her nodding ahead towards the kitchen which was straight past the small Livingroom. "Tables fine for now while I grab us something to drink. That way .... That thing doesn't get into it" He mused briefly gesturing to Nickels who was currently poking her head from beneath the tv stand still holding the shoelace and staring straight at Cygnet.
Heading past the tall table with almost bar stools he soon moved into the kitchen to open the fridge. "Um.... There's Pepsi or water? Unless you'd rather drink straight whiskey" he sort of teased her as he glanced over at her.
Cygnet stared at the Thing. It was a little rodent and she supposed it was pretty cute.
She set the food down and looked back at him. "Is it okay if I mix my own?" she asked. She was planning to put the whiskey and Pepsi together and see how it tasted, but she wasn't about to tell him that. Although he could probably guess.
"Yeah! Of course!" He replied with a small smirk drifting across his face. Yeah he definitely remembered her mentioning how she was paranoid when it came to shit like that. Reaching into the fridge he grabbed the Pepsi bottle and set it on the counter then moved to pull out the Jack and set it next to it. Finally he grabbed a red solo cup and handed it to her "Ice in the freezer if you want that" He added before moving to do just about the same for himself.
She inclined her head, ignoring the bit about the ice since she didn't eat ice that she hadn't personally frozen. She mixed a drink with about a half and half ratio and sat down in the living room, grabbing one of her own pork pies and munching on it, partially to show it was safe to eat and partially because she was actually hungry.
"Thanks for letting me come over," she said, smiling lightly at him.
Following not far behind her with his own and the glass he'd just made Arryk was soon moving to sit opposite her on the couch. A brief smile in return at her after she'd spoke. "No problem darlin. Thanks for the food. Now more importantly what kinda stuff do you like watching?" He asked casually having grabbed up the Xbox controller, exited out if the video game and pulled up Netflix on the large flat screen.
"Wrestling," she replied. "I don't know a thing about it, but I like watching the athletes going at it." She paused, then added, "Horror, musicals, dramas, and some comedies, too. But if you wanted to watch action or documentary or something, I wouldn't say no."
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