Characterisation

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Lana's POV

We eat breakfast and the foods really good, I get a waffle and Electra decides on a pancake.. well. A crêpe. French, because she seems to like pancakes of culture.

We don't talk about being gay and stuff through breakfast, we instead talk about Lafina and my siblings. I can tell Electra really does love her sister. Makes me wish I was closer to mine. Physically.. not in an incest way. In an 'I wish she'd come home from boarding school' way. She's too far away for us to be as close as Electra and Lafina are. But it doesn't make me bitter, it makes me glad that Electra's happy.

"So are we planning on going back to school or not?" I ask

"I don't really feel like doing, honestly. Maybe I'll just go home and sleep. And you?"

"I presumed I'd stay with you because it was you who took me from school in the first place" I work up a sort of joke

"Then I shan't disappoint" she smiles "what'd you like to do?"

"You've given me too much choice, how am I meant to decide?"

"I'm just wondering if you have any burning desires"

Well in a way I do.

"No I.. can't think of any" I force out

"Nothing at all? We have the whole day, a whole city, a car.. tell me what you want to do"

"I'm kinda too indecisive for this" I admit, she just holds her stare. "I think I want to do something new."

"Well you could start by taking a compliment" she jokes. It's sweet of her.

"Not that.." I smile "I mean a skill maybe.. I think that I want something new to enjoy."

"This is very wholesome of you, I thought you'd suggest getting high in your back garden."

"I'm open to that too" I insist, she laughs

"No no, a new skill day it is." She thinks a second "I think I'd like to teach you to flower arrange."

"What else was I expecting.." I half smile "okay. Your place?"

"Yes. But first we need to go and buy some flowers to arrange, and honestly, the prettiest are from just a random supermarket." She says enthusiastically. The enthusiasm is so cute it makes me want to hug her, which is strange because I literally hate hugs.

"Okay then. I'll pay for breakfast, you pay for the flowers?" I suggest, she smiles and nods

"Deal."

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"Okay just twist them.." she guides me, I do my best "a bit tighter.." .. mmh she says 'tighter' like 'tie-tuh'

"Like this?" I ask, doing ask she says. She looks over my shoulder from behind

"Perfect.." she says, close to my ear. I get goosebumps and instinctively rub my ear against my shoulder

"Stop that.."

"I could've said worse" she moves back around to my front. "Now.." she moves us on "watch what I do..". I watch her finish up the bouquet she made. She cleans up the ends and then gets a vase. But she said it like 'v-aah-s' and pretty much knocked me out. So cute in comparison to the American 'vayse'.

She helps me finish my flowers off too, and it's probably just bias, but hers looks far better than mine. They're both pretty but hers is prettier.

"Tell me a secret" she says, as we wash our hands.

"What type of secret? Like sex or..?" I ask

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