Welcome to Rome (private)

This seemed a bit too easy. "Okay.. Fine." She stuck out her hand, pausing her brisk pace

Finn shook her hand. "What color is the sky?" he asked, looking up.

She quirked that eyebrow again. "Blue?" There had to be some trick again. "Can we get going, though? My bird's gonna be so pissed."

"I just won," Finn said with a grin. "I told you I could get you to say blue! You lost! I outsmarted you!"

Anabella frowned. "No. You said gree-" she cut herself off, clamping her mouth shut as her eyes glared at him.

Finn smiled. "Well, now I won. Phone number," he said, taking his phone out.

Ana couldn't help but crack a smilr, "Hand it over." She said, taking his phone. When she gave it back she'd input her contact under Anabella Romano.

Finn looked at the phone. "Now, is this your real number and name?" he asked, peering up at her.

"Yes." She replied honestly. "Go ahead and call it now."

Finn called the number with his phone.

Her phone lit up in her hand. She waved the screen in his face. "Seeee? Now beat it, Fabio." She smirked and took off in a jog.

Finn smirked and shook his head. He checked her out as she jogged away, and headed the opposite direction.

A couple days later, Ana sent a text to Finn. "Wanna come over and hang? My aunt and cousin are out shopping." She inserted her address. "Key word: HANG." Ana settled back into the couch, smirking to herself.

Finn practically teleported there with how fast he arrived. He normally wouldn't be that excited, but one, she was hot, and two, her guardians weren't home. He knocked on her door. Finn was wearing an American Eagle t-shirt and jeans, with his headphones around his neck, below his hair.

Ana answered it. She was in athletic shorts and a short fitted t-shirt on the warm day. Her long dark hair hung around her waist. "That was a little too fast.." Smirked and quirked an eyebrow as she moved to the side to let him in. "Dont break anything."

Finn walked in. "You look hot," he said normally, then went over to the couch, jumping on. "C'monnn, you know you want to cuddle!" he teased with a grin.

Ana shut the door and walked over, sitting as far as she could from him on the couch. "Friends don't cuddle. Nor do acquaintances."

"Oh, c'mon, don't be such a sour puss because I outsmarted you."

"This isn't a date. I invited you to hang out." She grinned at him,leaning against the arm of the couch and plopping her bare feet into his lap.

"But you promised me a date," Finn pointed out. "How do you know I don't have a foot fetish?" he joked. "So, what are we going to do then? Sit here and talk about our feelings?"

Ana shrugged. "We can talk about anything. Want some food?"

"Uhh yeah sure, what kinda food?"

"Uh.. I think there's some left over Thai food.. We can always order pizza.. Uh.. This isnt food, but we've also got some beer..?" She offered, pulling her feet off his lap

"Pizza and beer sounds good to me. Underage drinking is the only way to go." Finn smiled.

"Of course. What else is there?" She grinned. She got up to order pizza as she went to the kitchen. She came back with two beers. "I hope a large pepperoni is okay."