friend!”. I smirked and Lena giggled at that
“You’re playing with fire liere, we, wolfs, are proud creatures, you should treat us with respect!”, she
she said in an extremely exaggerated tone. “I should decapitate you!” She jumped off the swing and pretended to take out a sword and wave it in the air. I burst out laughing like crazy.
“Ahhaasa, you are hilarious!”, I laughed so hard, that I had to put my hands on my belly, and Lena seemed satisfied with her performance.
“Ok, jokes aside, ice cream awaits! Go change and let’s go!“, she commanded, I looked at her confused
“Change? Why? I’m comfortable like that.”, I said, but then decided to use my puppy eyes, “Am I not good enough for you? Are you ashamed of me?”, my lower lip started to tremble, thank you mother for making me take a drama class in school. The look on Lena’s face was precious – she got that guilty expression and lost her words for a moment. Soon enough she realized, that I was playing her and laughed out loud again.
“You don’t fool me, human!“, she squeaked through laughter. “But seriously”, she said after calming down, “You will melt even more in those jeans, don’t you have a dress or shorts? Something more suitable for the weather?”
I looked down on my dark green yoga pants and my mood became a bit gloomier
“Nope. I have an ugly gash on my thigh, don’t want anyone staring”, I said quietly but calmly Lena’s eyebrows furrowed and she sat next to me once again.
“Ems, you’re in a pack of walls, almost everyone here has scars, no one will notice yours.”, she spoke in a serious tone, “And even if they do notice, they will not stare, not judge or think it’s disgusting, it’s just a scar, no need to feel self conscious. Trust me
“Well, that doesn’t change a thing, since I don’t have any shorts at all, so not changing, I win!”, I winked at her, trying to lighten the mood, than hopped of the swing landing on my good leg, grabbed my cane and confidently limped towards the car. When I realized, she wasn’t following me, I turned around and with a devilish grin said: “Well? You coming or am I having the split all to myself? The possibility of me not sharing an ice cream seemed so scary, that she instantly stood up and sprinted to the car at the speed of light screaming: “Dibs on the cherries!”
I just laughed at her and swaying my head at her silliness followed.
When we entered the diner it was similar to diving in a cool lake after being burned on the stake – like heaven! We stood a couple of seconds under the conditioner just enjoying a cool breeze with gooly smiles on our faces and moaning in pleasure, until we heard Hannah laugh:
“oh I now my cooking is heaven, but I’ve never heard any one moaning before they actually tasted it!”, she was teasing, that’s what she was doing. “We’ll be moaning more, if you share some banana split with us!”, Lena demanded.
*Well look at you, all demanding!”, Hannah snorted and pointed us towards a free booth. Giggling like teenagers me and Lena sat and relaxed in our seats. Spon enough Hannah brought us our split and we wasted no time digging in.
