Beth didn’t even hear the door open, that was how loud her stomach was right now. Or maybe it was that she wasn’t even paying attention to anything save for the hungry growls her stomach was making. That was, she wasn’t paying attention until someone said her name – well, helloooooo person.

She turned almost instantly and couldn’t help but notice that little twinkle of humor in his face. Darn it, merlins soggy…whatevers he had heard her hadn’t he? He’d also seen her flail her way into the – nooooooooo he brought it up that stupid lion boy.

Okay fine, he wasn’t stupid, it was probably a smart way to diffuse the situation but all ti did was make her awkward – mentally for a second. Because clearly, she wasn’t actually awkward in person. Taking a moment, a second really she just put her usual smirk in place and tipped her head at him like she always did with new prospective friends. ”Oh…no, actually I moved into one the other day” she smiled making sure to add a bit of those extra-special eye lash flutters as if she were reliving a dream-like moment, ”its really warm in there…cozy, if you want I can have you over for tea?” she offered, clearly she was joking.

No sane person would have tea in a pile of warm laundry, it would just spill...and then their laundry pile home would be ruined and wet and eventually, eventually it would mold. No one, no one at all, wanted to live in mold.