Now this? This was dancing, and even if she might never see Dancing With The Stars from any other spot than her couch, dancing was something she enjoyed. Her poor flip flops were going in every which way as she giggled and grinned up at him.
"I'm fifteen! Why? How old are you?" He really was kind of sweet.
He had a nice smile- whatever anyone else said, Janis thought that Sim had a nice smile. Janis continued to dance with him, letting herself twirl and be twirled she watched how the skirt spun about her.
"Oh parties are the best! Whatever kind there is I like them, I party and I uh.. play with Corduroy and uh... lots of things! What about you?" She asked, then added once she faced him again, "Do you dance?"
"My mouse! Everyone has cats but..." She grins again and looks down to be sure of her feet for a second. "But Mom wanted me to have a mouse instead... hee." She couldn't help but make the small sound at him calling her pretty. It wasn't like it was Gael or Leon calling her pretty- they kind of had to. Sim just was.
Sophie held up a finger with a bright pink band-aide over the center of such, "Nope- but his cage has sharp edges!" There was a giggle and she tried to spin around once again.
A pink band-aid. He should have known. Laughing, Sim helped her twirl again, shaking his head in bemusement all the while. "I think you might be one of a kind" he said to her, though if that was a compliment or not wasn't entirely clear.
Sim didn't want to say that they were probably festering in a corner somewhere, instead shrugging. "Beats me, I haven't seen any of them for months. Maybe they ran away?"
Janis? She took it as a compliment, after all they wore uniforms every day, they were sectioned off and sorted and made to be like one another in appearance as much as possible. Janis had every intention of standing out, and the easiest way of doing that was by being as he said. 'One of a kind.' She took her hand back and smiled, "I try!"
At his answer regarding his pets (whatever they were) the smallest bits of frown touching the corners of her lips. "That's... too bad. How? Are they like... fleas or something tiny?"
Sim laughed, it was probably fair to say fleas could be running free in his bedroom, which was pretty amusing, albeit gross. "Are you saying I have fleas?" Sim looked hurt, but couldn't keep the act up too long.
Swiftly changing the subject so that she wouldn't find out about some animal's demise, Sim spoke again. "How do you get your hair so springy?"
At the subject change, Janis' train of thought changed with it- after all, look who we're talking about here, it doesn't take too much to pull that off. Both of her hands went up to smash down the poof that was her hair (the hat had long since wandered off) and turn a little- tiny bit red.
"My mom gave it to me- you should see it when I brush it out!" Not that it was tangled at the moment, but with this much curl naturally? Epic ballads would be written about the nest that was her brushed-out hair.
It really did defy all laws of gravity, and if Sim was particularaly eloquent he might even have said it was spectacular, but he wasn't, so he didn't. "It suits you" he said, taking a strand and watching it spring back into place when he let it go.
"Thanks! Your hair uh... looks good on you too!" Not that it really did, it really reminded her more of an ill-fitting football helmet, but he complimented her hair, so it was only fair to return the favor.
"I think one day I'm going to shave my head... just for the heck of it. Yanno? Get like, a butterfly tattoo or something on there."
"Shave your head? Like a lesbian?" Sim wrinkled his nose in distaste. In his world, only hardcore lesbians ever shaved off their hair. "Well, if you ever need assistance, I have some clippers in my room."
In Sim's mind lesbians were far from grody. I mean, where could you go wrong with four boobs? Before he managed to drift off into a lovely lesbian scenario in his head, Janis spoke again and he snapped out of it.
"Oh! Yeah. Well, I could be? How hard could it be,really?"
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