“Yer voice is nice,” he slurred, the dopey grin not leaving his face as they began walking in the general direction of his house. “Nah, ‘s not far.” A giggle bubbled from his belly as they walked, one foot in front of the other. Matt’s smile pulled even tighter across his face as he pondered his next thought. “Hey El? How are you so cute?”
“So I have been told.” She said as she holds a hand out to catch the man should he stumble of fall. “Okay, great, let’s head that way.” Ella looked over at him with a questioning when he asked the first question, but felt her cheeks flush with the second. Genetics, was the sarcastic response that almost came out of her mouth, but then again she didn’t know if it was genetics. “Alcohol, Matt. That’s how I’m so cute, the copious amounts of alcohol you have had tonight.” She said evenly, willing to blush to go away.
As they walked, a giggle escaped Matt’s lips every few minutes. “Are you gonna spend the night, El? ‘Cause that would be so fun. I’ll even sleep on the couch!” Matt stole a glance over at Ella as they rounded the corner. His stomach started rumbling, and a hand went to his abdomen. “What? It’s not the alcohol. It’s Matt.”