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.
She sets her plate down on top of the couch so she can finish what she's doing before flipping her sketchbook closed. She is not risking crumbs and peanut butter ruining her work.
"Are the bananas your secret for how you got so tall?"
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