"Well, we've got time. Unless someone decides to throw together an impromptu costume party, but I figure if they do, we're all gonna turn into our outfits because why have a normal party when you can have one which goes bonkers instead?"

Lexi felt the same way. She felt listened to and appreciated, two feelings she rarely ever got at home. Luz seemed just as interested in Shakespeare's sonnets as she was in reasons why RollerGator was a tragically underrated shitty movie. And they'd spend days at the store, talking for hours and never run out of things to talk about.

"But what about hedgehogs," Lexi asked, shrugging the shoulder Orville was riding on.

Bambi's mother=traditional rite of heartbreaking childhood tradition.

And of course Lexi couldn't do a thing to help. She'd gotten over her nervousness about volunteering for that kind of thing a little too late.

Lexi put her arm around Luz's waist as they walked up the front steps to the porch, releasing her only long enough to unlock the door and open it for her. Equal opportunity chivalric gestures.

"As long as you need."