The lithe Pixie had made a point to hastily introduce the two, and joke about rabies the nerve of the little minx. She truly was not a fan of subtly. First meeting are always the most important With the thin man’s hand in her own, the eldest Luna cooed a bit, and batted her eyes. She flirted more for sport than anything these days. He introduced himself with little flair and a slightly blanker expression than she had hoped for. He had not gotten her point what so ever. Slightly taken off guard she grimaced a tad. What man did not understand the art of seduction? This made this man for the most part useless to her. Men existed mostly as a way fuel her own narcissistic pride, if they could not do that then why even have them around? They smelled, were brutish, and often ruined polite conversation. . Pixie had suggested that she would like to share a bed with Angie and all though it did not bother her she would make a fuss about it because she simply loved to stir up problems where there were none. She would have to ruin that little idea quickly one of two ways.
Before she could state her idea for the temporary lack of beds almost as if summoned by being mentioned Angie flew into the room in a tizzy. She was in a rush but who cared about her hurry? Life was to be enjoyed slowly, with sleazy people in less than reputable places, or at least that’s the way the busty blonde liked to enjoy life. Her young sister needed to slow down, and calm down so she could enjoy what life could offer her. But before she could speak her sister implied the obvious. Now under normal circumstances her assumption would be right and the ditzy doxy would be taking another one to her bed…but she was dead wrong in this case. The man who stood before them had all the sexual presence of an unlit lamp. “My sweet moon kissed kin…You are sadly wrong in this case I do not intend to partake in this one…he is our roommate” she said as she looked over the singular male in their room one more time. Her gaze was piecing and this time not the most kind it was more flippant and aggressive. "Maybe now would be the time we discuss sleeping arrangements seeing as we are all here”, As she spoke she kicked off her pink flats and tossed herself on to her bed. “I think it would be wrong to ask Bart to sleep in anyone’s bed with them so for now I elect that he sleep in my bed and the sisters can double up for now,” she suggested with a impish grin a she gazed over at Pixie she hoped to get a rise out of her.
She did not want to sleep in the same bed as Angie first and foremost because she was an adult and she had not done that since they were children…young children. And also because she could not bring salt morsels back to part take in their flesh if she share a bed with her. Angie was always particular about her living arrangements in a way that exhausted the curvaceous flaxen haired goddess. She had hoped this would not come to pass, but she could not help but to take a small jab at Pixie. She was attempting to get a lil free Angie action which was commendable, and she would have done the same thing. Annushka did want to see Pixie squirm a bit though. “I know this is a massive sacrifice, but I am willing to make it.” She said in an exaggerated humble manner. It was clear she was disingenuous