He eyes her shoes but doesn't say anything. "I don't roll over either." Though he sort of was, when it came to his decision not to nag after she called him out on it.
"Yeah, sure you don't." She's sitting with her back to the armrest and her knees pulled up to rest her sketchbook against. "Just like how you're not going to nag me in a second about my shoes." Because yes, she caught you looking.
"When I'm done. I'm working on art homework." Which is code for she doesn't want to do her real homework, so she's drawing instead. It's a lot more fun.
"What do they have you doing now?" He has no problem with her indulging that impulse, at least right now. No one wants to hop right to work after getting home from school.
She closes an eye and pretends as if she's trying to get a better look at him before kicking his foot lightly. "Yeah, you're going to look like a dumbass now."
"After I eat something." Which he isn't going to do just yet. Even the most conscientious student needed to take a little time to unwind upon getting home.
"Something small. I want to eat when it's dinner." Which either would be right before she went out (unlikely given the state of their kitchen normally) or she'd con her boyfriend into picking up something.
"Just peanut butter toast. You can keep the banana." While he's busy in the kitchen, she'll continue work on her art piece which is most definitely not one of her brother.
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