Delilah couldn't help the stupid grin that took over her face at her friends very true comment, her eyes drifting over to her boyfriend standing across the yard. What a pleasant though.
"Candles?" She laughed as Nora brought her attention back to her. "We would have set the place on fire, considering the lamps we broke just snogging on the couch. No no, it wasn't like that, it just-- happened." Delilah wasn't sure what had made last night 'the night'. Honestly, from and outside perspective, it was probably the least likely night.
"He had been out with his brother, and then came over to surprise me and we talked--" She made a face, suddenly remembering that her boyfriend was being dumb. Which was a completely unrelated topic, his poor decision making skills regarding his brother had nothing to do with her excellent decision making skills regarding them having sex. "Then we stopped talking and starting snogging, and when he suggested going to bed, I suggested we not." It wasn't exactly romantic, but Delilah really didn't think she would have wanted it any other way.
Though, when they had finally made it to the bed Delilah was entirely grateful to no longer have to worry about rolling over and falling to the floor. Perhaps later they could break in his bed. Or shower, or-- there were just so many possibilities now really. Or there would be if Delilah didn't have to think about the possibility of his little brother walking in on them, since he was now supposedly moving in and that was fantastic. Ugh. No. Delilah corrected herself, she needed to be supportive. She had her own flat. This would not be the end of the world.
"The kitchen, you say?" She asked raising a brow to her friend. "Well, its not like I actually use it for cooking, so--"
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