"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?"
It was true, he'd somehow managed to come out a lot taller than their parents; about four inches taller than his own father. "It's good to be able to take what you need in life."
"Planning to get a basketball scholarship somewhere?" Her snack gone, she stands and takes her plate to the kitchen in a rare show that yes, she can be responsible.
"That would probably require being good at basketball." And while he was athletic, the type of crowds that hung out on the basketball court at the local playground had never been the type of people he had wanted to be associated with.
"A lot of things." She leans forward and makes a poking motion towards his forehead. He's lucky she doesn't feel like moving close enough to actually do that right now. "Like the fact you only use it for your homework."
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