Trying to Getting Along

Kimolina thought to herself angrily 'Whata idiot! I can so get up' Slowly, she did so get up before hearing a voice " Dont even think of trying to escape just cuz you have another leg. Pfft im not that stupid " Her long curls fell on her face, blowing at them frustrated she growled 'whatever..stupid fugly demon point nosed..' Her mumbling and rambling continued as she limped out of her room, she slowly grabs her phone from her pocket before it getting snagged by Markus. In the air!? He held her phone chuckling in the air, looking down at her

Kimolina : " Wings?! "

Markus : " Did I mention im a dragon? Uh..whoops "

Kimolina : " But your humane-?"

Markus : " Right right, well im from a different realm darling. We are a tad bit different "

Kimolina : " So..are you sure your not a cosplayer? "

Markus : " If I were to be a cosplayer, how am I able to pick you up with paper wings "

Kimolina : " Well..you could have super strong paper! "

Markus : " No..not with you weight. Therefore no, im not a cosplayer "

Markus would drop Kimolina onto the couch, she grumbled annoyed at his insulting remark. The two sat there awkwardly for a few seconds before he broke the silence. " So..your ankle? " She turned to him raising a brow " What about it " Markus shrugged " Well is it okay? Im trying to be nicer since it is your house "

Kimolina: " Thats very uh..thoughtful! Its still hurting though, especially after throwing me all over the place " He rolled his eyes standing up " Wheres that thing you use to fix these things? " The first aid kit is what the boy meant to say, she pointed to where it was and so he took it, then threw it towards her. Thankfully, Kimolina was a good catcher and got it in time

Kimolina : " Thanks " Her eyed darted to him annoyed slightly from the throw

Markus : " Yeah im just that good " He grinned