"We could rob a bank," Riley suggests. "I mean, rob it and then pay them back, after you're a famous artist. We only need enough for your school and our apartment, so it will probably only take three or four years."
She is perfectly serious which frightens and delights Maya.
"No honey, we're not gonna rob a bank. I'll . . . I'll get a scholarship, or something. And a job. We both will. It'll be fine."
Riley weighs the merit of this depressingly adult counter-proposal with thin-lipped, furrowed-brow care before blooming into sunny smiles. "Yes, okay, that could work too. Although," because in the past five minutes this has somehow become a point of pride for her, "I'd be a super sneaky burglar."
"Oh yeah," Maya smiles fondly. "The super sneakiest."
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Date: 2016-03-20 04:52 pm (UTC)She is perfectly serious which frightens and delights Maya.
"No honey, we're not gonna rob a bank. I'll . . . I'll get a scholarship, or something. And a job. We both will. It'll be fine."
Riley weighs the merit of this depressingly adult counter-proposal with thin-lipped, furrowed-brow care before blooming into sunny smiles. "Yes, okay, that could work too. Although," because in the past five minutes this has somehow become a point of pride for her, "I'd be a super sneaky burglar."
"Oh yeah," Maya smiles fondly. "The super sneakiest."