Oh right... forgot about that. She wouldn’t be able to build a full set of armor from cheez-it boxes without waking them all up. Lame."My house is full of sleeping people, Take. Besides, I'd rather talk to you."
After they reached the hill, Blair frowned at the idea of sliding down the hill. She looked down at herself, seeing her leggings were already stained with mud, but not too far gone she couldn't save them. However, the slide down would most likely ruin them. "I spent thirty five bucks on these leggings. I don't want to ruin them." She complained, lowering herself to the ground anyway. "But I don't want to sprain an ankle, either, so..."
Take didn’t understand why Blair would spend so much money on leggings, but he had to admit they looked good on her. He itched himself closer to the edge, “You can always get new ones... that are cheaper.. they all look the same anyways.” shared the guy who wore the same black clothes everyday besides the ones he wore for work. He pushed himself off the top and started sliding backwards, the mud gushing all over him as his speed increased. He wasn’t able to control his direction, and just followed where the mud took him, completely blind to the massive puddle created at the bottom by the accumulation of rain. Take enjoyed the ride for a while until he landed straight in the middle of the puddle back first. It was extremely cold, but his body heat remained unaltered by it. He started to laugh and swing his arms and legs back and forth as if he was creating a snow angel.