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Sorry I missed church. I was too busy practicing witchcraft and becoming a lesbian

Uncle Tyler says to always water your cranberries

He decided to wait until after lunch to call, and started cooking breakfast for himself. Simple, just some pancakes and sausage, and he ate it all. He wasn't sure how to pass the time, except maybe start packing things up...

Roran woke up at the same time he always did, and stumbled out to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee. As the fresh aroma filled the room, he smiled as his head started clearing and he remembered last night. Her number was still on his hand, and he wondered about what would be a good time to...

(Sure. You want me to do it?)

Roran went out to his car and started the fifteen minute drive home. As soon as he got there, he changed out of his tux and took another shower to get the gel out of his hair. Then he went out to tell his mother all that he knew about his new match

Roran smiled as he watched her leave, and as soon as she was out of sight, he went to go get some water before he headed home

He paused for a moment, before taking out a pen from his pocket and writing the number down on his hand. Then he wondered how to properly say goodbye. It was too early for a kiss, and she didn't seem like much of a hugger, so he gently grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips, gently brushing...

He sighed, realizing that he wasn't going to win this argument. "Alright. Can I have your number before you go?"

His brows furrowed. "You sure? It's dark out, and even though the crime rate is low here, there are still creeps out there."

Roran's eyebrows shut up. It was that late already? "Do you need a ride home?" he asked her, letting go of her waist and stepping back.

He let out an over dramatic sigh of relief. "Good. I'm too young to die, and there's still so much I don't know about you."

Roran made his face. "He isn't going to try and hurt me, is he?"

"I honestly think my mom will love you. My dad... Well, I can never tell what my dad is thinking about anything, but I don't think he'll be rude to you, at least." He shrugged lightly

He smiled back at her, his hand tightening gently at her waist. "I'd like to meet him, if possible. If not, then your mom will have to do for now."

"I don't have any supplies, you would have to bring some of yours," his eyes widened. "Speaking of that, we have to introduce each other to our parents. Do you want to go out for dinner or something?"

Roran shrugged. "If you're willing to try and teach this talentless guy," he smiled to show that he wasn't really being hard on himself. "It'd probably just be a waste of your time."

His lopsided smile returned. "I always wished that I could paint, or draw, or play music or anything artsy like that. I always thought it was cool, but I just never had the talent."

"What about you? Did you ever get teased as a kid?" he asked, stepping a little bit closer to her than he was before.

Roran gave her a lopsided grin. "I got teased a lot when I was younger because of how well I could remember things. It's a stupid thing to pick on someone about, but they did it."