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he made her amazingly uncomfortable. She would go in
when she knew he was elsewhere to sneak a peek at his current
projects, but she tried to be out of there before he returned. She
felt very inadequate next to his artistic genius.
She was pleasantly surprised to find that
Traevyn had become much more cordial to her. She couldn’t really
say why, but she wasn’t going to complain. He shared small snippets
of conversation with her from time to time, and that was nice. He
also joined her often when she was reading in the office. A lot of
the time neither one of them said much of anything. They both sat
in their respective corners and read until they were tired. At
times, Evie would react to something she had read, prompting
Traevyn to question her about it. It was during these quiet
evenings that she and Traevyn had the most interaction. She came to
realize that he loved discussing literature and enjoyed hearing her
opinions, as well. Some nights, they would share long conversations
on a certain character, or something that one of them thought was
particularly symbolic.
Other nights, Traevyn didn’t say much of
anything at all, but Evie enjoyed it either way. She had a theory
that it was because of these evenings spent together that he had
softened toward her somewhat.
She continued to make dinner every night,
which Traevyn was always on time for. Most of the time she didn’t
mind. There was a side of her that was very domestic. She liked to
experiment with new recipes, and it made her feel good to be needed
in some small way. Heaven knew Seth would starve if she didn’t feed
him.
“Crap!” Seth shouted suddenly.
Evie glanced over at him from where she had
been trying to read in the living room. He flung his video game
controller across the room. She rolled her eyes. “Smart, Seth.
Maybe you could aim at one of Traevyn’s expensive decorations next
time. I’m sure you’d love to work it off.”
He huffed. “I’ve fought that thing six times
and I still can’t beat it!” he cried in exasperation.
Evie raised her eyebrows. “I’m…sorry?”
“You don’t care,” he grumbled.
She smiled. “What are you going to do when
you beat all the games you brought with you?”
“Die of boredom,” he spat. “Seriously, this
is, like, the worst summer ever.”
She sighed. She did feel bad that Seth had
to just sit around all day. She could occupy herself with Traevyn’s
books and her art, but Seth wasn’t interested in things like that.
“Why don’t we go out for dinner tonight?” she suggested. “We
haven’t had pizza in a week and a half.” She flashed him a
grin.
Seth looked at her and smirked. “What about
Darth Whitelaw?” he mocked. “Won’t he cut your pay if you ditch out
on his dinner?”
“Screw that. I’ll just invite him to go
along.”
Seth frowned. “I’m sure that’ll go over
well.”
She waved his comment away. “He’ll just have
to deal one way or another. It’s not fair that you can’t go out and
do anything, and I’m sick of being cooped up in here too.” She
stood. “I bet the man hasn’t had pizza in years. I honestly wonder
what he ate before I started cooking for him.”
“The salesmen that came to the door,” Seth
said flatly.
Evie let out a rather loud burst of laughter
and shook her head. “You’re horrible. I’m going to find him and ask
him to go.”
“Doesn’t that totally defeat the purpose of
having fun?”
She scowled. “Seth, come on. Don’t be rude.
He’s not completely awful. Maybe if you spoke to him once in awhile
instead of just monopolizing his TV you’d know that.”
He rolled his eyes. “Whatever. Just go and
ask the guy so we can leave soon. I’m hungry.”
Evie mounted the staircase, smiling to
herself as she heard Seth grumble something about needing to get
his driver’s license. She headed to the office, but Traevyn wasn’t
there. She checked the studio, but he wasn’t there either. That
only left his room, since he
when she knew he was elsewhere to sneak a peek at his current
projects, but she tried to be out of there before he returned. She
felt very inadequate next to his artistic genius.
She was pleasantly surprised to find that
Traevyn had become much more cordial to her. She couldn’t really
say why, but she wasn’t going to complain. He shared small snippets
of conversation with her from time to time, and that was nice. He
also joined her often when she was reading in the office. A lot of
the time neither one of them said much of anything. They both sat
in their respective corners and read until they were tired. At
times, Evie would react to something she had read, prompting
Traevyn to question her about it. It was during these quiet
evenings that she and Traevyn had the most interaction. She came to
realize that he loved discussing literature and enjoyed hearing her
opinions, as well. Some nights, they would share long conversations
on a certain character, or something that one of them thought was
particularly symbolic.
Other nights, Traevyn didn’t say much of
anything at all, but Evie enjoyed it either way. She had a theory
that it was because of these evenings spent together that he had
softened toward her somewhat.
She continued to make dinner every night,
which Traevyn was always on time for. Most of the time she didn’t
mind. There was a side of her that was very domestic. She liked to
experiment with new recipes, and it made her feel good to be needed
in some small way. Heaven knew Seth would starve if she didn’t feed
him.
“Crap!” Seth shouted suddenly.
Evie glanced over at him from where she had
been trying to read in the living room. He flung his video game
controller across the room. She rolled her eyes. “Smart, Seth.
Maybe you could aim at one of Traevyn’s expensive decorations next
time. I’m sure you’d love to work it off.”
He huffed. “I’ve fought that thing six times
and I still can’t beat it!” he cried in exasperation.
Evie raised her eyebrows. “I’m…sorry?”
“You don’t care,” he grumbled.
She smiled. “What are you going to do when
you beat all the games you brought with you?”
“Die of boredom,” he spat. “Seriously, this
is, like, the worst summer ever.”
She sighed. She did feel bad that Seth had
to just sit around all day. She could occupy herself with Traevyn’s
books and her art, but Seth wasn’t interested in things like that.
“Why don’t we go out for dinner tonight?” she suggested. “We
haven’t had pizza in a week and a half.” She flashed him a
grin.
Seth looked at her and smirked. “What about
Darth Whitelaw?” he mocked. “Won’t he cut your pay if you ditch out
on his dinner?”
“Screw that. I’ll just invite him to go
along.”
Seth frowned. “I’m sure that’ll go over
well.”
She waved his comment away. “He’ll just have
to deal one way or another. It’s not fair that you can’t go out and
do anything, and I’m sick of being cooped up in here too.” She
stood. “I bet the man hasn’t had pizza in years. I honestly wonder
what he ate before I started cooking for him.”
“The salesmen that came to the door,” Seth
said flatly.
Evie let out a rather loud burst of laughter
and shook her head. “You’re horrible. I’m going to find him and ask
him to go.”
“Doesn’t that totally defeat the purpose of
having fun?”
She scowled. “Seth, come on. Don’t be rude.
He’s not completely awful. Maybe if you spoke to him once in awhile
instead of just monopolizing his TV you’d know that.”
He rolled his eyes. “Whatever. Just go and
ask the guy so we can leave soon. I’m hungry.”
Evie mounted the staircase, smiling to
herself as she heard Seth grumble something about needing to get
his driver’s license. She headed to the office, but Traevyn wasn’t
there. She checked the studio, but he wasn’t there either. That
only left his room, since he
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