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The smell of pizza hit Lydia before she'd even made it to the door to their apartment. If she hadn't already eaten, she'd have been sorely tempted to talk her roommate into sharing, but delicious as the Italian pie smelled, she was still full. "I see you're eating healthy," she commented as she came in, grinning at Quinn where she lay on the couch.

She shrugged at the question, both in answer and to get out of her coat. "Wasn't bad, but I swear to god I am never going over there again. That place is a ******** pig sty." She cringed, hung her up her coat, and moved towards the couch so she could sink down with the other girl, tugging the blanket so it was covering them both. Her head dropping to rest on Quinn's hip.

She watched the tv flicker for a moment or two, not really seeing what the was going on. "Your stupid boyfriend tried to ask me out." She saw no reason to tip toe around the subject. Quinn would either be mad, at Veer, or amused. Maybe both.

Lydia smirked, still not looking up at her friend. It was pretty much the reaction she'd been expecting. She was sad the other girl had stopped playing with her hair though, she rather liked that. Instead of commenting on that though, she waited until Quinn actually commented on the more important part of what she'd said. The whole date thing.

"Mmhmm. He's a bit of an idiot when it comes to girls, isn't he?" Finally she rolled her eyes up so she could glance up in Quinn's direction. "I turned him down, but I don't think he really cared if I said yes or no anyways." She shrugged, or did the best she could with the way she was now laying. "Didn't really seem to know what he wanted."

Pink lips pursed thoughtfully as she paused for a moment before carrying on. "I mean he's cute and all, seems like a fun, if occasionally frustrating guy." She smirked, hazel eyes turning back to the tv and narrowing. "Seemed to think he's better then Grant, at everything." She made sure the same innuendo he'd said it was carried into her own tone. It made her chuckle, very briefly, before she issued a a rather sharp sniff. Veer couldn't really hold a candle to her Grant.

Ah, that was more like it. As Quinn's fingers resumed their gentle glide through Lydia's hair, the girl tipped her head back, into the touch, smiling peacefully. Content with the quiet that stood between them for the moment it took her roommate to consider what she'd said.

"No, it's definitely not," she agreed with a chuckle, cracking a hazel eye open to peer up at the other girl. At her question she could only attempt another shrug. "I don't think he knew? Didn't seem like he did, but who knows. Maybe he didn't care." She offered a derisive snort. "And maybe? Kind of felt like that, but then again he's got about as much charm as a cockroach."

All humor leaked away though as Quinn's tone grew more serious, and Lydia turned as best she could so she could look up at the girl as she scratched at the back of her head. "I actually asked him why he didn't ask you out, cause it seems pretty obvious to me that there's something there between you guys. He said you'd probably say no." She offered what she hoped was an understanding sort of half smile. "Frankly I think he's just too much of a p***y to man up and ask you out, scared you'll turn him down. And I won't blame you if you did. The guy is a pain in the a**."

Oh yes, that was much better. Lydia's smile returned in full as her roommate chuckled, and she shifted her shoulders a bit in a bid for a little more comfort. "Maybe? It's obvious to me, but I would wager I see you more then any other person, and I'd like to think I know you pretty good by now. You are like my best friend, you know." She offered a shrug, then lay her head back on Quinn's thigh. Perhaps she'd get lucky and the other girl would resume toying with her hair.

Pale brows pinched at Quinn's question, and Lydia's lips twisted into something of a more thoughtful nature. "That's what he said. I don't know why." Wait, yes she did, Veer was an idiot. "He like you, and the thought of you turning him down makes him nervous enough not to ask you out at all. I guess in a way you could take it as a compliment, that he thinks that highly of you, and fears your rejection." Another lazy shrug followed her opinion, as well as a slight roll of hazel eyes. "The boy's kind of a dolt, I don't think rational thinking is in any way his strong suit." Frankly, Lydia was having trouble pin-pointing any of Veer's strong suits. She'd thus far not witnessed any.

"No arguments, though you're on your own in finding him all that endearing." Half truth, if Lydia didn't find him at least a little adorable she wouldn't still be willing to call him a friend. "You're not an idiot. The heart just wants what the heart wants. Look at me and Grant. How'd have thought I'd start falling for the nicest guy in existence? That's so not my usual type."

A soft, lazy smile slide along pink lips in response to Quinn's admission. It warmed the pale girl's heart and she couldn't have agreed more. "Like wise. The whole court is family really, but.. It's not like this." It had been hard adjusting to her new life and coming to grips with losing her family. Quinn had made the whole ordeal all that much easier. She'd been through the very same, and she'd held Lydia's hand through all of it.

Veer's dismissal from the conversation was just fine by Lydia. She laughed along with Quinn then yawned in echo after the girl she was laying against. When Tan fingers had returned to twirling mindlessly at ginger girls Lydia could have purred in pleasure.

"Weirdly perfect," she agreed, a doopy smile taking over. "He's the nicest person I've ever met. I don't think he even knows how to say no." Incredibly virtuous, but her tone held the doubt she felt. "I worry though. About people taking advantage of him." Herself included.

Another yawn cut off anything else she might have said. Like Quinn, Lydia was feeling the strain of numerous nights out on patrol mingled with her attempts to maintain a personal life and high marks at school. "It's still early yet, but I could easily fall asleep right here."

A chuckle followed Quinn's comment on how late it actually felt, and Lydia was quick to agree. The clock said it wasn't yet midnight, but she felt like it was much later. "Naw, it just means you're getting old," she teased, yawning.

"I think I'm going to join you," she murmured as her roomamte bent to place a kiss on her forehead, grinning sleepily as she lifted a hand to cup Quinn's cheek affectionately. "You do that, let me know what happens." She giggled again, rolling up and off the couch in one lazy motion that brought her to her feet. Another yawn cut off any further comment, and she stretched her arms up over her head as her back arched, body tensing straight down to her toes before relaxing again. Yep, it was definitely bed time.

Quinn was already making her way down the hall towards her room, but Lydia called after her. "G'night Quinny, see you in the morning."