'The place that I have to go?' That was the best Lauren could think of?? GEEZ
Lars rolls his eyes, crossing his arms.
"Yeah, fine," he humors Lauren emptily. "I'll take you to 'the place you have to go,'" Lars mocks, with a dumb voice and air (water?) quotes and everything. "C'mon."
The expression of the mermaids shifts, and they all exchange glances, giggling in an almost eerie way for its ethereal quality. Lars glances back at them, cracking a smile that's not as confident as he wishes it was. But he's doing better than he was. He waves at them, turning, and gesturing at Lauren to follow him.
"Have fun, you two," one of them coos after them.
Lars raises an eyebrow, giving pause, and looks over his shoulder, looking confused.
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Lars rolls his eyes, crossing his arms.
"Yeah, fine," he humors Lauren emptily. "I'll take you to 'the place you have to go,'" Lars mocks, with a dumb voice and air (water?) quotes and everything. "C'mon."
The expression of the mermaids shifts, and they all exchange glances, giggling in an almost eerie way for its ethereal quality. Lars glances back at them, cracking a smile that's not as confident as he wishes it was. But he's doing better than he was. He waves at them, turning, and gesturing at Lauren to follow him.
"Have fun, you two," one of them coos after them.
Lars raises an eyebrow, giving pause, and looks over his shoulder, looking confused.
"Uh, you... too??"